The very large, very respectable, and very knowing class of misanthropes who rejoice in the name of grumblers,--persons who are so sure that the world is going to ruin, that they resent every attempt to comfort them as an insult to their sagacity, and accordingly seek their chief consolation in being inconsolable, their chief pleasure in being displeased.

Talent jogs to conclusions to which Genius takes giant leaps.

A thought embodied and embrained in fit words walks the earth a living being.

Every style formed elaborately on any model must be affected and straight-laced.

A writer who attempts to live on the manufacture of his imagination is continually coquetting with starvation.

A nation may be in a tumult to-day for a thought which the timid Erasmus placidly penned in his study more than two centuries ago.

Talent is full of thoughts, Genius is thought. Talent is a cistern, Genius a fountain.