Thought is the only treasure that God sets outside all power and keeps to serve as a secret link among the unhappy.

Our most natural feelings are those we are loath to confess, and fatuity is among them.

If we study Nature attentively in its great evolutions as in its minutest works, we cannot fail to recognize the possibility of enchantment - giving to that word its exact significance.

Those sweetly smiling angels with pensive looks, innocent faces, and cash-boxes for hearts.

For the journalist, anything probable is gospel truth.

Now literary success can only be won in solitude by persevering labor.

The habits of life form the soul, and the soul forms the physical presence.