“Full many a flower is born to blush unseen and waste its sweetness on the desert air.”

“Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,And waste it's fragrance on the desert air.”

“Full many a gem of purest ray serene,The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear:Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,And waste its sweetness on the desert air.”

“The wicked have weakness other than their willingness to kill and maim. Even the bleakest, cruelest soul can have its tender spots. Even the harshest desert has its pools, its shady trees and gentle streams.”

“... If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours—always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or if the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.”

“Many are called, few are chosen.”

“Whatever discoveries have been made in the land of self-delusion, many undiscovered regions remain to be explored.”