May all the stars hang bright above her dwelling, Silent as though they watched the sleeping earth!

The worth and value of knowledge is in proportion to the worth and value of its object.

If people could learn history, what lessons it might teach us!

To sentence a man of true genius, to the drudgery of a school is to put a racehorse on a treadmill.

Taste is the intermediate faculty which connects the active with the passive powers of our nature, the intellect with the senses; and its appointed function is to elevate the images of the latter, while it realizes the ideas of the former.

The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.

And to be wroth with one we love…Doth work like madness in the brain.