| Quotes |
Topic |
| Dreams | Huge and mighty forms that do not live like living men, moved slowly through the mind by day and were trouble to my dreams. |
| Duty | The primal duties shine aloft, like stars, The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless Are scattered at the feet of Man, like flowers. |
| Duty | Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice, The confidence of reason give, And in the light of truth thy Bondman let me live! |
| Duty | Stern Daughter of the Voice of God. |
| Duty | Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove. |
| Echo | Like--but oh! how different! |
| Evening | The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration. |
| Evolution | And hear the mighty stream of tendency Uttering, for elevation of our thought, A clear sonorous voice, inaudible To the vast multitude. |
| Faith | Faith is a passionate intuition. |
| Fancy | Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness. |
| Feeling | Sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart. |
| Fire | O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live. |
| Fishermen | Meek Walton's heavenly memory. |
| Footsteps | Methought I say the footsteps of a throne. - William Wordsworth, |
| Golf | Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness. |
| Gratitude | I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning, Alas! the gratitude of men Hath often left me mourning. |
| Guilt | From the body of one guilty deed a thousand ghostly fears and haunting thoughts proceed. |
| Humanity | Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels. |
| Humanity | But hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity. |
| Instinct | A few strong instincts and a few plain rules. |
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