Longfellow, after a day and a night with Emerson, literally emitted poems and plays.

He was stimulated by friendship as bees by rose liquor and the sweet pea wine.

Friendship always makes the heart plastic.

Then the mental furrows are all open and mellow; sympathy falls like dew and rain; then the heart saith to its friend: "Here am I, all plastic to your touch; work upon me your will; for good or ill--I am thine." Therefore, friendship imposes frightful responsibilities; in asking and receiving it we assume charge of another's destiny.

This is the very genius of the teacher's influence over his pupil, the parent's over his child, the general's over his soldier, the patriot's over his people.
Better a thousand times never open the furrow than to leave it unfertilized.
How strategic life's better hours! One of God's precious gifts is the luminous hour that denies the lower animal mood.