In the vanity of self-consciousness one feels at a long remove above the ordinary love and trustfulness of a simple and pure heart. — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
There is no genius in life like the genius of energy and industry. — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
The way of a man's heart will be foreshadowed by what goodness lies in him - coming from above, and from around; but a… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
You grow up however, unfortunately, as the college years fly by, into a very exaggerated sense of your own capacities. — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far more cheerful to reckon the year by blossoms than… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
I care not how worldly you may be: there are times when all distinctions seem like dust, and when at the graves of the… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams. — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
Determine to become one of the best. Sufficient money will almost automatically follow if you get to be one of the est in your… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
But wealth is a great means of refinement; and it is a security for gentleness, since it removes disturbing anxieties. — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
In the vanity of self-consciousness one feels at a long remove above the ordinary love and trustfulness of a simple and pure heart. — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer; and pleasant dreams thrall your spirit, like the smoky atmosphere that… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
The sparrow that is twittering on the edge of my balcony is calling up to me this moment a world of memories that reach… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
I thank Heaven every summer's day of my life, that my lot was humbly cast within the hearing of romping brooks, and beneath the… — Donald G. Mitchell Copy Share Image
