Too much indulgence has ruined thousands of children; too much love not one.

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

There are no little things. "Little things," so called, are the hinges of the universe.

I dare say you will try to make me believe that Editors are human. Now I deny that, for I myself have, in past days, had evidence to the contrary.

What a pity when editors review a woman's book, that they so often fall into the error of reviewing the woman instead.

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.

O, girls! set your affections on cats, poodles, parrots or lap-dogs; but let matrimony alone. It's the hardest way on earth to getting a living.