There is strange meaning in the fact that Dante's face was plowed deep with study and suffering and written all over with the literature of sorrow.
To gain his vision of the hills of Paradise, Milton lost his vision of earth's beauteous sights and scenes.

In explanation of the early death of Raphael and Burns, Keats and Shelley, it has been said that few great men who are poor have lived to see forty.

They bought their greatness with life itself.

A few short years ago there lived in a western state a boy who came up to his young manhood with a great, deep passion for the plants and shrubs.

While other boys loved the din and bustle of the city, or lingered long in the library, or turned eager feet toward the forum, this youth plunged into the fields and forests, and with a lover's passion for his noble mistress gave himself to roots and seeds and flowers.