Whatever is genuine in social relations endures, despite of time, error, absence, and destiny; and that which has no inherent vitality had better die at once. A great poet has truly declared that constancy is no virtue, but a fact.

A pilgrimage is an admirable remedy for over-fastidiousness and sickly refinement.

The mind's only perfect vassal.

The French have a significant saying, that a woman who buys her complexion will sell it.

To impress others we must be earnest; to amuse them, it is only necessary to be kindly and fanciful.

As the falcon launched trustingly heavenward is lost to view, the course of the higher poetry often soars beyond the ken of the multitude; and, as the humble birds carol blithely round our dwellings, so the meeker lays of the muse linger tunefully about the heart.

Far better one unpurchased heart than glory's proudest name.