Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.

Life hath more awe than death.

He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.

Could I love less, I should be happier now.

Let us think less of men and more of God.

Stars which stand as thick as dewdrops on the field of heaven.

Love is the art of hearts, and heart or arts.