The nearest approximation to an understanding of life is to feel it--to realize it to the full--to be a profound and inscrutable mystery.

Whether one talks well depends very much upon whom he has to talk to.

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

Mortal beauty stings while it delights.

There is no tyrant like custom, and no freedom where its edicts are not resisted.

Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.

To quote copiously and well, requires taste, judgment, and erudition, a feeling for the beautiful, an appreciation of the noble, and a sense of the profound.