Literature is a bad crutch, but a good walking-stick.

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

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

I am determined that my children shall be brought up in their father's religion, if they can find out what it is.

Mother's love grows by giving.

When I consider how little of a rarity children are -- that every street and blind alley swarms with them -- that the poorest people commonly have them in most abundance -- that there are few marriages that are not blest with at least one of these bargains -- how often they turn out ill, and defeat the fond hopes of their parents, taking to vicious courses, which end in poverty, disgrace, the gallows, etc. -- I cannot for my life tell what cause for pride there can possibly be in having them.

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