Over the river and through the wood To grandfather’s house we go.
Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father.
Belief in oneself is one of the most important bricks in building any successful venture.
Economy, like grammar, is a very hard and tiresome study, after we are twenty years old.
No music is so pleasant to my ears as that word – father.
An effort made for the happiness of others lifts above ourselves.
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.
Misfortune is never mournful to the soul that accepts it; for such do always see that every cloud is an angel’s face.
We first crush people to the earth, and then claim the right of trampling on them forever, because they are prostrate.
Love is the divine quality that everywhere produces and restores life. To each and every one of us, it gives the power of working miracles if we will.
Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles; but we are afraid to be peculiar, and so our society resembles a bag of marbles, or a string of mold candles. Why should we all dress after the same fashion? The frost never paints my windows twice alike.
You find yourself refreshed in the presence of cheerful people. Why not make an honest effort to confer that pleasure on others? Half the battle is gained if you never allow yourself to say anything gloomy.
Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what to do, it always cautions us what not to do.
Law is not law, if it violates the principles of eternal justice.
It is right noble to fight with wickedness and wrong; the mistake is in supposing that spiritual evil can be overcome by physical means.
Genius hath electric power; Which earth can never tame; Bright suns may scorch and dark clouds lower; Its flash is still the same.
The rarest attainment is to grow old happily and gracefully.