Write me as one who loves his fellow men.
Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.
Many birds and beasts are...as fit to go to Heaven as many human beings - people who talk of their seats there with as much confidence as if they had booked them at a box office.
Music is the medicine of the breaking heart.
The rapturuous, wild, and ineffable pleasure of drinking at somebody else's expense
I am persuaded there is no such thing after all as a perfect enjoyment of solitude; for the more delicious the solitude the more one wants a companion.