John Greenleaf Whittier

The smile of God is victory.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.

Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.

Give fools their gold, and knaves their power let fortune's bubbles rise and fall who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more than all.

Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew.

When faith is lost, when honor dies, the man is dead.

As a small businessperson, you have no greater leverage than the truth.

Beauty seen is never lost, God's colors all are fast.