We want but two or three friends, but these we cannot do without, and they serve us in every thought we think.

The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew: The conscious stone to beauty grew.

Who hears me, who understands me, becomes mine, a possession for all time.

A man is not to aim at innocence, any more than he is to aim at hair, but he is to keep it.

How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!

Ethics and religion differ herein; that the one is the system of human duties commencing from man; the other, from God. Religion includes the personality of God; Ethics does not.

Hitch your wagon to a star.