The classic literature is always modern.

It is the glorious doom of literature that the evil perishes and the good remains.

They have written volumes out of which a couplet of verse, a period in prose, may cling to the rock of ages, as a shell that survives a deluge.

A pipe is the fountain of contemplation, the source of pleasure, the companion of the wise; and the man who smokes, thinks like a philosopher and acts like a Samaritan.

Art is the effort of man to express the ideas which nature suggests to him of a power above nature, whether that power be within the recesses of his own being, or in the Great First Cause of which nature, like himself, is but the effect.

Love sacrifices all things to bless the thing it loves.

Nothing can constitute good-breeding that has not good-nature for its foundation.