they who are not fastidious as to the means, seldom fail of securing the result they aim at.

Advice is like a doctor's pills; how easily he gives them! how reluctantly he takes them when his turn comes!

Light hearts seldom keep company with heavy coffers.

Nowhere more than in New York does the contest between squalor and splendor so sharply present itself.

When a literary person's exhaustive work is over, the last thing he wishes to do is to talk books.

Everything in the country, animate and inanimate, seems to whisper, be serene, be kind, be happy. We grow tolerant there unconsciously.

Dear reader, true religion is not gloomy.