Our very wretchedness grows dear to us when suffering for one we love.

He who has loved often ... has loved never.

The Management of money is, in much, the management of self. If heaven allotted to each man seven guardian angels, five of them, at least, would be found night and day hovering over his pockets.

Days are like years in the love of the young, when no bar, no obstacle, is between their hearts,--when the sun shines, and the course runs smooth--when their love is prosperous and confessed.

If a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit.

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.

We lose the peace of years when we hunt after the rapture of moments.