Sooner or later that which is now life shall be poetry, and every fair and manly trait shall add a richer strain to the song.

Manners are the happy ways of doing things; each once a stroke of genius or of love, now repeated and hardened into usage.

He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.

One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year. He only is right who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded by worry, fret and anxiety. Finish every day, and be done with it. You have done what you could.

Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear.

He is a dull observer whose experience has not taught him the reality and force of magic, as well as of chemistry.

People are very inclined to set moral standards for others.