My highway is unfeatured air, My consorts are the sleepless stars, And men my giant arms upbear My arms unstained and free from scars.
William Ellery ChanningAn earnest purpose finds time, or makes it. It seizes on spare moments, and turns fragments to golden account.
William Ellery ChanningTo give a generous hope to a man of his own nature, is to enrich him immeasurably.
William Ellery Channing