What is human is immortal!

Some have the temperament and tastes of genius, without its creative power. They feel acutely, but express tamely.

Patience is the courage of the conqueror, the strength of man against destiny.

Honest men are the gentlemen of nature.

Let youth cherish sleep, the happiest of earthly boons, while yet it is at its command; for there cometh the day to all when "neither the voice of the lute nor the birds" shall bring back the sweet slumbers that fell on their young eyes as unbidden as the dews.

There is an ill-breeding to which, whatever our rank and nature, we are almost equally sensitive, the ill-breeding that comes from want of consideration for others.

Grief alone can teach us what is man.