There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

For sleep, riches and health to be truly enjoyed and gratefully appreciated, they must be interrupted so the person can see that not having them is not as good as having them.

Universal love is a glove without fingers, which fits all bands alike and none closely; but true affection is like a glove with fingers, which fits one hand only, and sits close to that one.

Like the greatest virtue and the worst dogs, the fiercest hatred is silent.

The conscience of children is formed by the influences that surround them; their notions of good and evil are the result of the moral atmosphere they breathe.

Nothing is more beautiful than cheerfulness in an old face.

Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account?