Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew! Every inch of the mountains is scarred by unimaginable convulsions, yet the new day is purple with the bloom of youth and love.

Discontent is want of self-reliance; it is infirmity of will.

The quality of the thought differences the Egyptian and the Roman, the Austrian and the American.

Each of us sees in others what we carry in our own hearts.

Make youself necessary to someone.

The passive master lent his hand, To the vast Soul which o'er him planned.

The universe does not jest with us, but is in earnest.