Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the gr...
Hope has as many lives as a cat or a king.
Act-act in the living present!
There was a little girl And she had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead When she was good she was very very good When she was bad she was horrid.
Let us then be up and doing With a heart for any fate Still achieving still pursuing Learn to labor and to wait.
Men of genius are often dull and inert in society as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
No one is so accursed by fate No one so utterly desolate But some heart though unknown Responds unto his own.
With favoring winds, o'er sunlit seas,We sailed for the Hesperides,The land where golden apples grow;But that, ah! that was long ago.How far, since then, the ocean streamsHave swept us from that land...
Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate!
I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is...
Heights by great men reached and kept were not obtained by sudden flight but, while their companions slept, they were toiling upward in the night.
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!
Youth comes but once in a lifetime.