That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.

If he were insane, however, his was a very cool and collected insanity.

Great pains were taken to hide chains with flowers

Your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you.

Look twice before you leap.

Fair as a lily, and not only the pride of life, but the desire of his eyes

No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure. Happiness is a glory shining far down upon us out of Heaven. She is a divine dew which the soul, on certain of its summer mornings, feels dropping upon it from the amaranth bloom and golden fruitage of Paradise.