Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.

It is easy to flatter; it is harder to praise.

The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world, but, as in whispering galleries, they are clearly heard at the end, and by posterity.

A timid person is frightened before a danger, a coward during the time, and a courageous person afterward.

Beauty attracts us men; but if, like an armed magnet it is pointed, beside, with gold and silver, it attracts with tenfold power.

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.