Enthusiasm is grave, inward, self-controlled; mere excitement, outward, fantastic, hysterical, and passing in a moment from tears to laughter.

Emotion turning back on itself, and not leading on to thought or action, is the element of madness.

Repentance clothes in grass and flowers the grave in which the past is laid.

Commerce has made all winds her mistress.

Compliments are only lies in court clothes.

Of all the tyrants the world affords, our own affections are the fiercest lords.

An unproductive truth is none. But there are products which cannot be weighed even in patent scales, nor brought to market.