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.

Music is the medicine of the breaking heart.

Sympathizing and selfish people are alike, both given to tears.

Where the mouth is sweet and the eyes intelligent, there is always the look of beauty, with a right heart.

Oh for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook!

No wonder is greater than any other wonder, and if once explained ceases to be a wonder.

Cats at firesides live luxuriously and are the picture of comfort.