Discretion is the salt, and fancy the sugar of life; the one preserves, the other sweetens it.

Next to faith in God, is faith in labor.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

It is ever the invisible that is the object of our profoundest worship. With the lover it is not the seen but the unseen that he muses upon.

Excessive sensibility is only another name for morbid self-consciousness.

Many an honest man practices upon himself an amount of deceit sufficient, if practised upon another, and in a little different way, to send him to the state prison.

Without death in the world, existence in it would soon become, through over-population, the most frightful of curses.