There is a certain even-handed justice in Time; and for what he takes away he gives us something in return. He robs us of elasticity of limb and spirit, and in its place he brings tranquility and repose—the mild autumnal weather of the soul.

My friend is not perfect-no more than I am-and so we suit each other admirable.

To have to die is a distinction of which no man is proud.

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

There is a certain even-handed justice in Time; and for what he takes away he gives us something in return. He robs us of elasticity of limb and spirit, and in its place he brings tranquility and repose—the mild autumnal weather of the soul.

In my garden I spend my days; in my library I spend my nights.

Vanity in its idler moments is benevolent, is as willing to give pleasure as to take it, and accepts as sufficient reward for its services a kind word or an approving smile.