Occupation is the necessary basis of all enjoyment.

Christmas is the glorious time of great Too-Much.

Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair.

If you are melancholy for the first time, you will find, upon a little inquiry, that others have been melancholy many times, and yet are cheerful now.

A pleasure so exquisite as almost to amount to pain.

The very greatest genius, after all, is not the greatest thing in the world, any more than the greatest city in the world is the country or the sky. It is the concentration of some of its greatest powers, but it is not the greatest diffusion of its might. It is not the habit of its success, the stability of its sereneness.

This garden has a soul, I know its moods.