I believe that there is much less difference between the author and his works than is currently supposed; it is usually in the physical appearance of the writer,--his manners, his mien, his exterior,--that he falls short of the ideal a reasonable man forms of him--rarely in his mind.

A fresh mind keeps the body fresh. Take in the ideas of the day, drain off those of yesterday.

There is certainly something of exquisite kindness and thoughtful benevolence in that rarest of gifts,--fine breeding.

The Italians have voices like peacocks - German gives me a cold in the head - and Russian is nothing but sneezing

People praise us behind our backs, but we hear them not; few before our faces, and who is not suspicious of the truth of such praise?

As the films of clay are removed from our eyes, Death loses the false aspect of the spectre, and we fall at last into its arms as a wearied child upon the bosom of its mother.

Though Hope be a small child, she can carry a great anchor!