Hair is the most delicate and lasting of our materials, and survives us, like love. It is so light, so gentle; so escaping from the idea of death, that, with a lock of hair belonging to a child or friend, we may almost look up to heaven and compare notes with the angelic nature,--may almost say, "I have a piece of thee here not unworthy of thy being now.

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

Tears and sorrows and losses are a part of what must be experienced in this present state of life: some for our manifest good, and ail, therefore, it is trusted, for our good concealed;--for our final and greatest good.

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

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

Did you ever observe that immoderate laughter always ends in a sigh?

When moral courage feels that it is in the right, there is no personal daring of which it is incapable.