Sorrows humanize our race; tears are the showers that fertilize the world.

Alas! must it ever be so? Do we stand in our own light, wherever we go, And fight our own shadows forever?

No one will learn anything at all, unless one first will learn humility.

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

The world is a nettle; disturb it, it stings. Grasp it firmly, it stings not.

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

Truth makes on the ocean of nature no one track of light; every eye, looking on, finds its own.