"Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him."

"Every human heart is human."

"If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it;Every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth."

"We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done."

"The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds."

"Evil is only good perverted."

"Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author."

"The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day."

"However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure."

"Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions."

"Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity."

"A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books."

"Think not because no man sees such things will remain unseen."

"Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind."

"The student has his Rome, his whole glowing Italy, within the four walls of his library. He has in his books the ruins of an antique world and the glories of a modern one."

"As Unto the bow the the cord is ,So unto the man is woman;Though she bends him, she obeys him,Though she draws him , yet she follows:Useless each without the other."

"Act-act in the living present!"

"It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong."

"The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts."

"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad."

"The nearer the dawn the darker the night."

"Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating. Funeral marches to the grave."

"For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain."

"They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer."

"Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend."

"Midnight! the outpost of advancing day!The frontier town and citadel of night!The watershed of Time, from which the streamsOf Yesterday and To-morrow take their way,One to the land of promise and of light,One to the land of darkness and of dreams!"

"The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art."

"Ah to build to build! That is the noblest of all the arts."

"He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels."

"Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny."

"Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion."

"A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child."

"Today is the blocks with which we build."

"Youth comes but once in a lifetime."

"Being all fashioned of the self-same dust. Let us be merciful as well as just."

"If Spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change! But now the silent succession suggests nothing but necessity. To most men only the cessation of the miracle would be miraculous and the perpetual exercise of God's power seems less wonderful than its withdrawal would be."

"If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility."

"I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets."

"Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom."

"All that is best in the great poets of all countries is not what is national in them but what is universal."

"Silently one by one in the infinite meadows of heaven Blossomed the lovely stars the forget-me-nots of the angels."

"For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day."

"Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds."

"Speaking words of endearment where words of comfort availed not."

"Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think."

"The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal."

"There was an old belief that in the embersOf all things their primordial form exists, And cunning alchemistsCould re-create the rose with all its membersFrom its own ashes, but without the bloom, Without the lost perfume Ah me! what wonder-working, occult scienceCan from the ashes in our hearts once more The rose of youth restore?What craft of alchemy can bid defianceTo time and change, and for a single hour Renew this phantom-flower?"

"This is the forest primeval."

"The heights by men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight But they while their companions slept Were toiling upward in the night."

"I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart."