Quotes By Nathaniel Parker Willis

The lily and the rose in her fair face striving for precedence.

Press on! for in the grave there is no work and no device. Press on! while yet you may.

At present there is no distinction among the upper ten thousand of the city.

Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart rendered to God for his goodness.

If there is anything that keeps the mind open to angel visits, and repels the ministry of ill, it is human love.

He who binds his soul to knowledge, steals the key of heaven.

The innocence that feels no risk and is taught no caution, is more vulnerable than guilt, and oftener assailed.