Comes the pure, cool wind, to whisper past our cheek its cheery tune,
Just to tell us Earth is beautiful, and at the quiet even
Every star looks down lest we forget that earth is crowned with Heaven.
—E. R. Sill.
“The whole world unites in pushing us the way we have really made up our mind to go.”
Without distinction, without calculation, without procrastination, love. Lavish it upon the poor, where it is very easy; especially upon the rich, who often need it most; most of all upon our equals, where it is very difficult, and for whom perhaps we each do least of all.
—Henry Drummond.
Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute!
What you can do, or think you can, begin it!
—Goethe.