Nature never did betrayThe heart that loved her.
To character and success two things contradictory as they may seem must go together-humble dependence and manly independence: humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.
Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.
When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign is solitude.
The Reverie of Poor Susan AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years: Poor Susan has pass’d by the spot, and has heard In the sil...
Fear is a cloak which old men huddle about their love as if to keep it warm.
To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran And much it grieved my heart to think What Man has made of Man.
Words are too awful an instrument for good and evil to be trifled with: they hold above all other external powers a dominion over thoughts. If words be not (recurring to a metaphor before used) an inc...
A simple child. That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb. What should it know of death?
She was a Phantom of delightWhen first she gleam'd upon my sight;A lovely Apparition, sentTo be a moment's ornament:Her eyes as stars of twilight fair;Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair;But all thin...
Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know,Are a substantial world, both pure and good:Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood,Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
When from our better selves we have too longBeen parted by the hurrying world, and droop,Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired,How gracious, how benign, is Solitude
With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.
The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this.
We must be free or die who speak the tongue That Shakespeare spake the faith and morals hold Which Milton held.
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark,And has the nature of infinity.
Society has parted man from man, neglectful of the universal heart.
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament.
The child is the father of the man.