The only place a new hat can be carried into with safety is a church, for there is plenty of room there.
Leigh HuntThere is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense.
Leigh HuntThe golden line is drawn between winter and summer. Behind all is blackness and darkness and dissolution. Before is hope, and soft airs, and the flowers, and the sweet season of hay; and people will cross the fields, reading or walking with one another; and instead of the rain that soaks death into the heart of green things, will be the rain which they drink with delight; and there will be sleep on the grass at midday, and early rising in the morning, and long moonlight evenings.
Leigh Hunt