Your little child is the only true democrat.

My vocation to preach on paper.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

Sensitive people never like the fatigue of justifying their instincts.

There are in this world two kinds of natures, - those that have wings, and those that have feet, - the winged and the walking spirits. The walking are the logicians; the winged are the instinctive and poetic.

Can anybody tell what sorrows are locked up with our best affections, or what pain may be associated with every pleasure?

Eyes that have never wept cannot comprehend sorrow.