Traveling in the company of those we love is home in motion.

Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles; but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.

There are two worlds: The world that we can measure with line and rule, and the world we feel with our hearts and imaginations.

Hair is the most delicate and lasting of our materials, and survives us, like love. It is so light, so gentle; so escaping from the idea of death, that, with a lock of hair belonging to a child or friend, we may almost look up to heaven and compare notes with the angelic nature,--may almost say, "I have a piece of thee here not unworthy of thy being now.

There is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense.

The only place a new hat can be carried into with safety is a church, for there is plenty of room there.

Light is, perhaps, the most wonderful of all visible things.