Remembrances last longer than present realities.

feelings of man are always pure and the brightest to the meeting time and Farewell.

Nations and men are only the best when they are the gladdest, and deserve heaven when they enjoy it.

Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.

The heart needs not for its heaven much space, nor many stars therein, if only the star of love has arisen.

There are so many tender and holy emotions flying about in our inward world, which, like angels, can never assume the body of an outward act; so many rich and lovely flowers spring up which bear no seed, that it is a happiness poetry was invented, which receives into its limbs all these incorporeal spirits, and the perfume of all these flowers.

It has been jestingly said that the works of John Paul Richter are almost unintelligible to any but the Germans, and even to some of them. A worthy German, just before Richter's death, edited a complete edition of his works, in which one particular passage fairly puzzled him. Determined to have it explained at the source, he went to John Paul himself. The author's reply was very characteristic: "My good friend, when I wrote that passage, God and I knew what it meant; it is possible that God knows it still; but as for me, I have totally forgotten."