Has it never occurred to us, when surrounded by sorrows, that they may be sent to us only for our instruction, as we darken the eyes of birds when we wish them to sing?

I have made as much out of myself as could be made of the stuff, and no man should require more.

Every man regards his own life as the New Year's Eve of time.

The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

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

The gymnasium of running, walking on stilts, climbing, etc. stells and makes hardy single powers and muscles, but dancing, like a corporeal poesy, embellishes, exercises, and equalizes all the muscles at once.