The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
What we need is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out.
Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
Life is divided into three terms – that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future.
Golf is a day spent in a round of strenuous idleness.
The child is father of the man.
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly.
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.
When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign is solitude.
That best portion of a man’s life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.