Let us only hate hatred; and once give love a play, we will fall in love with a unicorn.

The further our civilization advances upon its present lines so much the cheaper sort of thing does "fame" become, especially of the literary sort. This species of "fame" a waggish acquaintance says can be manufactured to order, and sometimes is so manufactured.

for there is no folly of the beast of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men

Let me look into a human eye; it is better than to gaze into sea or sky; better than to gaze upon God.

Where does any novelist pick up any character? For the most part, in town, to be sure.

The friendship of fine-hearted, generous boys, nurtured amid the romance-engendering comforts and elegancies of life, sometimes transcends the bounds of mere boyishness, and revels for a while in the empyrean of a love which only comes short, by one degree, of the sweetest sentiment entertained between the sexes.

Whatever my fate, I'll go to it laughing.