Let any man show the world that he feels Afraid of its bark and 't will fly at his heels: Let him fearlessly face it, 't will leave him alone: But 't will fawn at his feet if he flings it a bone

Those true eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them

There is nothing certain in a man’s life but that he must lose it

Master books, but do not let them master you. - Read to live, not live to read

The world is filled with folly and sin, And Love must cling, where it can, I say For Beauty is easy enough to win But one isn't loved every day

Art is Nature made by Man To Man the interpreter of God