Tears are nature's lotion for the eyes. The eyes see better for being washed by them.

We give our best affections to the beautiful, only our second best to the useful.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

Constant companionship is not enjoyable, any more than constant eating. We sit too long at the table of friendship, when we outsit our appetites for each other's thoughts.

What we call conscience in many instances, is only a wholesome fear of the law.

All good writing leaves something unexpressed.

Qualities not regulated run into their opposites. Economy before competence is meanness after it. Therefore economy is for the poor; the rich may dispense with it.