Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow. |
Like all great travellers, I have seen more than I remember, and remember more than I have seen. |
I feel a very unusual sensation - if it is not indigestion, I think it must be gratitude. |
But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day. |
Were it not for music, we might in these days say, the Beautiful is dead. |
Coalitions thought successful have always found this, that their triumph has been brief. |
Patience is a necessary ingredient of genius. |
We make our own fortunes and call them fate. |
Nurture your mind with great thoughts. |
The secret of success is to be ready when your opportunity comes. |