Few rash of any modern nation have a proper sense of an aesthetical whole; they praise and blame by parts; they are charmed by passages. And who has greater reason to rejoice in this than actors, since the stage is ever but a patched and piecemeal matter?

Only the heart without a stain knows ease.

Talent develops in quiet, alone; character is sharpened in the torrent of the world.

America, you have it better than our continent, the old one.

It is only in misery that we recognize the hand of God leading good men to good.

Only by joy and sorrow does a person know anything about themselves and their destiny. They learn what to do and what to avoid.

Tomorrow sees undone, what happens not to-day; Still forward press, nor never tire! The possible, with steadfast trust, Resolve should be by the forelock grasp. Then she will ne'er let go her clasp, And labors on, because she must.