He who sees his heir in his own child, carries his eye over hopes and possessions lying far beyond his gravestone, viewing his life, even here, as a period but closed with a comma. He who sees his heir in another man's child sees the full stop at the end of the sentence.

Our ideas, like orange-plants, spread out in proportion to the size of the box which imprisons the roots.

The man who smokes, thinks like a sage and acts like a Samaritan.

Happiness and virtue rest upon each other; the best are not only the happiest, but the happiest are usually the best.

Science is an ocean. It is as open to the cockboat as the frigate. One man carries across it a freightage of ingots, another may fish there for herrings.

Grief alone can teach us what is man.

The haughty woman who can stand alone, and requires no leaning-place in our hearts, loses the spell of her sex.