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.

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

Whenever I hear French spoken as I approve, I find myself quietly falling in love.

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

There is a pleasure that is born of pain.

We gain justice, judgment, with years, or else years are in vain.