Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, her aspect and her attitude.
Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness...
All things must change To something new, to something strange.
Heights by great men reached and kept were not obtained by sudden flight but, while...
The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
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Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and...
The strength of criticism lies only in the weakness of the thing criticized
Be still, sad heart! And cease repining; behind the clouds is the sun still shining;...
He had mittens, Minjekahwun, Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore...
In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer.
That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
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Resolve and thou art free.
Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.
In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love,...
Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find...