You think me the child of circumstance; I make my circumstance.

Our books approach very slowly the things we most wish to know.

Every natural action is graceful.

The compensations of calamity are made apparent to the understanding also, after long intervals of time. A fever, a mutilation, a cruel disappointment, a loss of wealth, a loss of friends, seems at the moment unpaid loss, and unpayable. But the sure years reveal the deep remedial force that underlies all facts.

Teach me your mood, O patient stars. Who climb each night, the ancient sky. leaving on space no shade, no scars, no trace of age, no fear to die.

For the resolute and determined, there is time and opportunity.

Every man's nature is a sufficient advertisement to him of the character of his fellows.