The true one of youth's love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities.

Give me a room whose every nook is dedicated to a book.

It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes and aspirations as the sparks fly upward, unless he has brutalized his nature and quenched the spirit of immortality which is his portion.

Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.

Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.

Beware of those who are homeless by choice! You have no hold on human being whose affections are without a top-root!

That charity is bad which takes from independence its proper pride, from mendicity its salutary shame.