Caution comes too late when we are in the midst of evils.

If you keep a thing seven years, you are sure to find a use for it.

November's sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear.

It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.

The willow which bends to the tempest often escapes better than the oak which resists it.

Blessed be his name, who hath appointed the quiet night to follow the busy day, and the calm sleep to refresh the wearied limbs and to compose the troubled spirit.

What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?