William C. Bryant

Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness - a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster - children into strength and athletic proportion.

Eloquence is the poetry of prose.

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

The groves were God's first temples.

Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the imagination the most powerfully and delightfully.

Weep not that the world changes - did it keep a stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.

A sculptor wields The chisel, and the stricken marble grows To beauty.