“Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.”
“The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.”
“Not enjoyment, and not sorrow is our destined way, but to act that each tomorrow may find us further than today.”
“If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it; Every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth.”
“It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar.”
“Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.”
“A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.”
“Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.”
“Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.”
“Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.”
“Then read from the treasured volume the poem of thy choice, and lend to the rhyme of the poet the beauty of thy voice.”
“Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place.”
“Life is real! Life is earnest! And death is not its goal. Dust thou art, to dust returneth, was not spoken of the soul.”
“Ah! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.”
“Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose.”
“Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.”
“Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on the sands of time.”
“Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship Let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!”
“Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead.”
“Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.”
“Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment. There is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joys or sorrows.”
“We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.”
“I heard the bells on Christmas Day. Their old familiar carols play. And wild and sweet the words repeat. Of peace on earth goodwill to men.”
“And the night shall be filled with music, and the cares, that infest the day, shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, and as silently steal away.”
“Sail on ship of state, sail on, I union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, with all its hopes of future years, is hanging on thy fate!”
“The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.”
“Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth, there are no birds in last year's nest!”
“It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought! Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery; we build where monsters used to hide themselves.”
“How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams with its illusions, aspirations, dreams! Book of Beginnings, Story without End, Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend!”
“The course of my long life hath reached at last in fragile bark over a tempestuous sea the common harbor, where must rendered be account for all the actions of the past.”