Mortal beauty stings while it delights.

Books are embalmed minds.

The extent of poverty in the world is much exaggerated. Our sensitiveness makes half our poverty; our fears--anxieties for ills that never happen--a greater part of the other half.

Bad taste is a species of bad morals.

God has created too few unmixed evils to warrant the belief that death is one of them. In all things else in nature, goodness so abounds that we are authorized to infer that it does not stop even at the grave. It is only that her footprints have become invisible.

Enthusiasm is the inspiration of everything great.

The knowledge beyond all other knowledge is the knowledge how to excuse.