Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.
It is admirable to die the victim of one's faith; it is sad to die the dupe of one's ambition.
Let us savour the swift delights of the most beautiful of our days!
The loss of a mother is always keenly felt, even if her health be such as to incapacitate her from taking an active part in the care of the family. She is the sweet rallying-point for affection, obedience, and a thousand tendernesses. Dreary the blank when she is withdrawn!
Fiction is the microscope of truth.
My dog! the difference between thee and me knows only our Creator.