There will always be romance in the world so long as there are young hearts in it.

Truth comes to us from the past, as gold is washed down from the mountains of Sierra Nevada, in minute but precious particles, and intermixed with infinite alloy, the debris of the centuries.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

No single character is ever so great that a nation can afford to form itself upon it. Imitation belittles. This appears in the instance of the Chinese. The Chinese are so many Confucii; in miniature. And so with the Jews. Moses, the lawgiver, is poorly represented by Moses, the old clothesman ; or even by Dives, the hanker.

It is some compensation for great evils, that they enforce great lessons.

Love's sweetest meanings are unspoken; the full heart knows no rhetoric of words.

Character is very much a matter of health.