How should all the apparatus of heaven and earth make poetry for a mind that had no movements of awe and tenderness, no sense of fellowship which thrills from the near to the distant, and back again from the distant to the near?

To think of the part one little woman can play in the life of a man, so that to renounce her may be a very good imitation of heroism, and to win her may be a discipline.

It's all one web, sir. The prosperity of the country is one web.

There is no sense of ease like the ease we felt in those scenes where we were born.

One can begin so many things with a new person! - even begin to be a better man.

It is a wonderful subduer-this need of love, this hunger of the heart.

Our impartiality is kept for abstract merit and demerit, which none of us ever saw.