Danh ngôn của Alexander Smith (Sứ mệnh: 9)

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.
The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in God and woman.