Go where glory waits thee! But while fame elates thee, Oh, still remember me!

Cultivate simplicity or rather should I say banish elaborateness, for simplicity springs spontaneous from the heart.

A child's nature is too serious a thing to admit of its being regarded as a mere appendage to another being.

We do not go to the theatre like our ancestors, to escape from the pressure of reality, so much as to confirm our experience of it.

There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.

I conceive disgust at these impertinent and misbecoming familiarities inscribed upon your ordinary tombstone.

When true hearts lie wither'd And fond ones are flown, Oh, who would inhabit This bleak world alone?