Thomas Bailey Aldrich

They fail, and they alone, who have not striven.

What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness.

A man is known by the company his mind keeps.

We are all dwellers on this one small earth; we live one life, die one death; we have the same difficulties to contend with; we ought in common to fight the foes of ignorance and wrong.

The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it.

In the total expanse of human life there is not a single square inch of which the Christ, who alone is sovereign, does not declare, 'That is mine!'.