Nor count compartments of the floors, But mount to paradise By the stairway of surprise.

Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it.

There is no den in the wide world to hide a rogue. Commit a crime, and the earth is made of glass. Commit a crime, and it seems as if a coat of snow fell on the ground, such as reveals in the woods the track of every partridge and fox and squirrel and mole.

Though love repine, and reason chafe, There came a voice without reply,- "'Tis man's perdition to be safe, When for the truth he ought to die."

Eyes...They speak all languages.

Nothing is great but the inexhaustible wealth of nature.

The reward of a thing well done, is to have done it.