One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.

Wisdom and spirit of the Universe!

This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.

A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.

Thought and theory must precede all action, that moves to salutary purposes. Yet action is nobler in itself than either thought or theory.

Science appears but what in truth she is, Not as our glory and our absolute boast, But as a succedaneum, and a prop To our infirmity.

And the most difficult of tasks to keep Heights which the soul is competent to gain.