The day is dark and cold and dreary; it rains, and the wind is never weary.
Age is opportunity no less than youth itself.
Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares!
A man must be of a very quiet and happy nature, who can long endure the country; and, moreover, very well contented with his own insignificant person.
Talk not of wasted affection - affection never was wasted.
Oh, what a glory doth this world put on, for him who with a fervent heart goes forth under the bright and glorious sky, and looks on duties well performed, and days well spent.