I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.

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

Sweet April's tears, Dead on the hem of May.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Thoughts must come naturally, like wild-flowers; they cannot be forced in a hot-bed, even although aided by the leaf-mould of your past.

In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October.

Trees are your best antiques