The only gift is a portion of thyself . . . the poet brings his poem; the shepherd his lamb. . . .

The gates of thought, - how slow and late they discover themselves! Yet when they appear, we see that they were always there, always open.

No member of a crew is praised for the rugged individuality of his rowing.

When you have worn out yourshoes, the strength of the shoe leather has passed into the fiber ofyour body. I measure your health by the number of shoes and hats andclothes you have worn out.

Belief and love,--a believing love will relieve us of a vast load of care. O my brothers, God exists. There is a soul at the centre of nature, and over the will of every man, so that none of us can wrong the universe.

A low self-love in the parent desires that his child should repeat his character and fortune.

Literature is eavesdropping.