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?

Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.

Age doesn't matter, unless your cheese.

Remembrances last longer than present realities.

Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can.

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

Men, like bullets, go farthest when they are smoothest.