If they had said that the sun or the moon had gone out of the heavens, it could not have struck me with the idea of a more awful and dreary blank in creation than the words: Byron is dead!

On earth the living have much to bear; the difference is chiefly in the manner of bearing, and my manner of bearing is far from being the best.

youth is so insatiable of happiness, and has such sublimely insane faith in its own power to make happy and be happy!

cracked things often hold out as long as whole things; one takes so much better care of them!

The only thing that makes one place more attractive to me than another is the quantity of heart I find in it.

The surest way to get a thing in this life is to be prepared for doing without it, to the exclusion even of hope.

Young children are such nasty little beasts!