... in no part of the world is genteel visiting founded on esteem, in the absence of suitable furniture and complete dinner-service.

In all private quarrels the duller nature is triumphant by reason of dullness.

A child, more than all other gifts That earth can offer to declining man, Brings hope with it, and forward-looking thoughts." —WORDSWORTH.

I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music.

Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.

But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.