I am getting sick of people. I am falling in love with things. They hold their tongues.

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

Show me an 'easy person,' and I will show you a selfish one. Good-natured he may be; why not? since the disastrous consequences of his 'easiness' are generally shouldered by other people.

Light hearts seldom keep company with heavy coffers.

Hoary-headed old Winter, I have had enough of you!

Fitz Allen had 'traveled;' and that is generally understood to mean to go abroad and remain a period of time long enough to grow a fierce beard, and fierce mustache, and cultivate a thorough contempt for everything in your own country.

Our domestic Napoleons, too many of them, give flattery, bonnets and bracelets to women, and everything else but - justice.