I thank Heaven every summer's day of my life, that my lot was humbly cast within the hearing of romping brooks, and beneath the shadow of oaks.

Quote by Donald G Mitchell

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I care not how worldly you may be: there are times when all distinctions seem...

I care not how worldly you may be: there are times when all distinctions seem...

The sparrow that is twittering on the edge of my balcony is calling up to...

The sparrow that is twittering on the edge of my balcony is calling up to...

The way of a man's heart will be foreshadowed by what goodness lies in him...

The way of a man's heart will be foreshadowed by what goodness lies in him...

The future is wider than vision, and has no end.

The future is wider than vision, and has no end.

No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot...

No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot...

I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far...

I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far...

There is no genius in life like the genius of energy and industry.

There is no genius in life like the genius of energy and industry.

Determine to become one of the best. Sufficient money will almost automatically follow if you...

Determine to become one of the best. Sufficient money will almost automatically follow if you...

You grow up however, unfortunately, as the college years fly by, into a very exaggerated...

You grow up however, unfortunately, as the college years fly by, into a very exaggerated...

In the vanity of self-consciousness one feels at a long remove above the ordinary love...

In the vanity of self-consciousness one feels at a long remove above the ordinary love...

But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security for gentleness,...

But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security for gentleness,...

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and...

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and...

Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer; and pleasant...

Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer; and pleasant...