Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything in second place.

A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.

Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster - children into strength and athletic proportion.

Where hast thou wandered, gentle gale, to find the perfumes thou dost bring?

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep tonight.

The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.

The groves were God's first temples.

Eloquence is the poetry of prose.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the imagination the most powerfully and delightfully.

Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.