We waste our best years in distilling the sweetest flowers of life into potions which, after all, do not immortalize, but only intoxicate.

And when she was good she was very very good. But when she was bad she was horrid.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.

Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.

How absolute and omnipotent is the silence of night! And yet the stillness seems almost audible! From all the measureless depths of air around us comes a half-sound, a half-whisper, as if we could hear the crumbling and falling away of earth and all created things, in the great miracle of nature, decay and reproduction, ever beginning, never ending,--the gradual lapse and running of the sand in the great hour-glass of Time.

All was silent as before - All silent save the dripping rain.