I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.

The Muses were dumb while Apollo lectured.

Of all sound of all bells... most solemn and touching is the peal which rings out the Old Year.

For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.

When I am not walking, I am reading. I cannot sit and think.

The pilasters reaching down were adorned with a glistering substance (I know not what) under glass (as it seemed), resembling - a homely fancy, but I judged it to be sugar-candy; yet to my raised imagination, divested of its homelier qualities, it appeared a glorified candy.

What have I gained by health? Intolerable dullness. What by mode meals? A total blank.