Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid

No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.

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

No work is worse than overwork; the mind preys on itself,--the most unwholesome of food.

Sassafras wood boiled down to a kind of tea, and tempered with an infusion of milk and sugar hath to some a delicacy beyond the China luxury.

Why are we never quite at ease in the presence of a schoolmaster? Because we are conscious that he is not quite at his ease in ours. He is awkward, and out of place in the society of his equals. He comes like Gulliver from among his little people, and he cannot fit the stature of his understanding to yours.

I never knew an enemy to puns who was not an ill-natured man.