Large charity doth never soil, but only whitens soft white hands.

They are slaves who fear to speak, for the fallen and the weak.

Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.

A ginooine statesman should be on his guard, if he must hev beliefs, not to b'lieve 'em too hard.

For men in earnest have no time to waste In patching fig-leaves for the naked truth.

Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in the grave.

The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.