A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.

It is not of so much consequence what you say, as how you say it. Memorable sentences are memorable on account of some single irradiating word.

Winter does not work only on a broad scale; he is careful in trifles.

The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in god and woman.

Eternity doth wear upon her face the veil of time. They only see the veil, and thus they know not what they stand so near!

Men and women make their own beauty or their own ugliness. Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton speaks in one of his novels of a man "who was uglier than he had any business to be;" and, if we could but read it, every human being carries his life in his face, and is good-looking or the reverse as that life has been good or evil. On our features the fine chisels of thought and emotion are eternally at work.

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.