That's best Which God sends. 'Twas His will: it is mine.

There is nothing certain in a man's life but that he must lose it.

Art is Nature made by Man, To Man the interpreter of God.

Heaven's slow but sure redress of human ills.

Master books, but do not let them master you. - Read to live, not live to read.

Those true eyes, Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise, The sweet soul shining through them.

They only fall, that strive to move, Or lose, that care to keep.