Night's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The labored days restoring balm; the comfort of mankind.

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

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

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

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.

Great women belong to history and to self-sacrifice, not to the annals of a stage, however dignified.

Part of our good consists in the endeavor to do sorrows away, and in the power to sustain them when the endeavor fails,--to bear them nobly, and thus help others to bear them as well.