The beggar wears all colors fearing none.

Not childhood alone, but the young man till thirty, never feels practically that he is mortal.

Be not frightened at the hard words "imposition," "imposture;" give and ask no questions. Cast thy bread upon the waters. Some have, unawares, entertained angels.

Oh stay! oh stay! Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this to-night, that oh 't is pain To break its links so soon.

When thus the heart is in a vein Of tender thought, the simplest strain Can touch it with peculiar power.

We encourage one another in mediocrity.

In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding.