Music is the medicine of the breaking heart.
Did you ever observe that immoderate laughter always ends in a sigh?
Words are often things also, and very precious, especially on the gravest occasions. Without "words," and the truth of things that is in them, what were we?
Happy opinions are the wine of the heart.
Beauty too often sacrifices to fashion.
Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles; but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.