The soul begins to travel when the child begins to think.
If history in the making be a fluid thing, it swiftly crystallizes.
We owe to one another all the wit and good humour we can command; and nothing so clears our mental vistas as sympathetic and intelligent conversation.
The cat dwells within the circle of her own secret thoughts.
the labors of the true critic are more essential to the author, even, than to the reader.
Love is a malady, the common symptoms of which are the same in all patients.