To love is the great amulet that makes this world a garden.

It was Silver's voice, and before I had heard a dozen words, I would not have shown myself for all the world. I lay there, trembling and listening, in the extreme of fear and curiostiy, for, in those dozen words, I understood that the lives of all the honest men aboard depended on me alone.

An aspiration is a joy forever, a possession as solid as a landed estate.

A little amateur painting in water colors shows the innocent and the quiet mind.

Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.

So long as we love we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say that we are indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.

Every man has a sane spot somewhere.