One is wise to cultivate the tree that bears fruit in our soul.

All that man has to say or do that can possibly concern mankind is in some shape or other to tell the story of his love-to sing, and, if he is fortunate and keeps alive, he will be forever in love.

Somehow strangely the vice of men gets well represented and protected but their virtue has none to plead its cause - nor any charter of immunities and rights.

I did not know that we had ever quarreled.

I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.

Moral reform is the effort to throw off sleep.

Books must be read as deliberately and reservedly as they were written.