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

It is the nature of thought to find its way into action.

At the best, sarcasms, bitter irony, scathing wit, are a sort of swordplay of the mind. You pink your adversary, and he is forthwith dead; and then you deserve to be hung for it.

The worth of a book is a matter of expressed juices.

Mortal beauty stings while it delights.

Good men have the fewest fears. He has but one great fear who fears to do wrong; he has a thousand who has overcome it.

A book should be luminous not voluminous.