There are answers which, in turning away wrath, only send it to the other end of the room.

The tread Of coming footsteps cheats the midnight watcher Who holds her heart and waits to hear them pause, And hears them never pause, but pass and die.

... it is seldom a medical man has true religious views--there is too much pride of intellect.

Melodies die out, like the pipe of Pan, with the ears that love them and listen for them.

Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.

Mankind is not disposed to look narrowly into the conduct of great victors when their victory is on the right side.

The very truth hath a colour from the disposition of the utterer.