Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
and wild and sweet
The word repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.

Music is the universal language of mankind.

It takes less time to do a thing right than it does to explain why you did it wrong.

Nothing useless is, or low;
Each thing in its place is best.

We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.