An author is like a baker; it is for him to make the sweets, and others to buy and enjoy them.

An author is like a baker; it is for him to make the sweets, and others to buy and enjoy them.

Poetry is the breath of beauty.

Bread, milk and butter are of venerable antiquity. They taste of the morning of the world.

Anglers boast of the innocence of their pastime; yet it puts fellow-creatures to the torture. They pique themselves on their meditative faculties; and yet their only excuse is a want of thought.

The more sensible a woman is, supposing her not to be masculine, the more attractive she is in her proportionate power to entertain.

Words are often things also, and very precious, especially on the gravest occasions. Without "words," and the truth of things that is in them, what were we?