Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.

A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market.

The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion.

You may derive thoughts from others; your way of thinking, the mould in which your thoughts are cast, must be your own.

We are nothing; less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.

Some people have a knack of putting upon you gifts of no real value, to engage you to substantial gratitude. We thank them for nothing.

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