Fine natures are like fine poems; a glance at the first two lines suffices for a guess into the beauty that waits you if you read on.

It may, indeed, be said that sympathy exists in all minds, as Faraday has discovered that magnetism exists in all metals; but a certain temperature is required to develop the hidden property, whether in the metal or the mind.

We tell our triumphs to the crowds, but our own hearts are the sole confidants of our sorrows.

The heart of a man's like that delicate weed, / Which requires to be trampled on, boldly indeed / Ere it gives forth the fragrance you wish to extract.

Read to live, not live to read.

Youth, with swift feet, walks onward in the way; the land of joy lies all before his eyes.

Nothing ages like laziness.