There is but halting for the wearied foot; The better way is hidden. Faith hath failed; One stronger far than reason mastered her. It is not reaso….

Youth! youth! how buoyant are thy hopes! they turn, like marigolds, toward the sunny side..

O sleep, we are beholden to thee, sleep; Thou bearest angels to us in the night, Saints out of heaven with palms. Seen by thy light Sorrow is some ol….

Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man..

For hearts where wakened love doth lurk, How fine, how blest a thing is work! For work does good when reasons fail..

It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life..

A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life..

I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered..

When I remember something which I had, But which is gone, and I must do without, I sometimes wonder how I can be glad, Even in cowslip time when hedg….

Such a slender moon, going up and up, Waxing so fast from night to night, And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright, Fated, methought, to round ….

we wish for more in life rather than more of it..

O sleep! O sleep! Do not forget me. Sometimes come and sweep, Now I have nothing left, thy healing hand Over the lids that crave thy visits bland, Th….

From henceforth thou shalt learn that there is love To long for, pureness to desire, a mount Of consecration it were good to scale..

I am glad to think I am not bound to make the world go right, but only to discover and to do, with cheerful heart, the work that God appoints..

The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon..

People newly emerged from obscurity generally launch out into indiscriminate display..

I opened the doors of my heart. And behold, There was music within and a song, And echoes did feed on the sweetness, repeating it long. I opened the ….

It is a comely fashion to be glad; Joy is the grace we say to God..

Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoug….

Yet there are some resting-places, / Life's untroubled interludes; / Times when neither past nor future / On the soul's deep calm intrudes..

Reign, and keep life in this our deep desireOur only greatness is that we aspire..