Chill air and wintry winds! My ear has grown familiar with your song; I hear it in the opening year, I listen, and it cheers me long.

It is true, that it is not at all necessary to love many books, in order to love them much.

When one is truly in love, one not only says it, but shows it.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

What child has a heart to sing in this capricious clime of ours, when spring comes sailing in from the sea, with wet and heavy cloud-sails and the misty pennon of the east-wind nailed to the mast.

Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.

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.