A friend of ours, who is an admirer of Isaac Walton, was struck, just as we were, with the likeness of the old angler's face to a fish.

We really cannot see what equanimity there is in jerking a lacerated carp out of the water by the jaws, merely because it has no the power of making a noise; for we presume that the most philosophic of anglers would hardly delight in catching a shrieking fish.

Write me as one who loves his fellow men.

The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing.

Whatever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves... how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.

May exalting and humanizing thoughts forever accompany me, making me confident without pride, and modest without servility.

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