Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.

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 ground like water, can never be gathered together.

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins it is less difficult to know that it has begun.

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.

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.