We live in deeds, not years; In thoughts not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart throbs. He most lives Who thinks most-feels the noblest-acts the best.

Poets are all who love-who feel great truths- And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.

America, thou half-brother of the world; With something good and bad of every land.

Respect is what we owe; love what we give.