God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes; for as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so tears enable sorrow to vent itself patiently. Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair and madness.
Leigh HuntThe fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves.
Leigh HuntNight's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The labored days restoring balm; the comfort of mankind.
Leigh HuntThe 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.
Leigh Hunt