Eyes that droop like summer flowers.

Experience teaches, it is true; but she never teaches in time.

Alas! we give our own coloring to the actions of others.

There are words to paint the misery of love, but none to paint its happiness.

There is no denying that there are 'royal roads' through existence for the upper classes; for them, at least, the highways are macadamized, swept, and watered.

words alike make the destiny of empires and of individuals. Ambition, love, hate, interest, vanity, have words for their engines, and need none more powerful. Language is a fifth element - the one by which all the others are swayed.

It is amazing how much a thought expands and refines by being put into speech: I should think it could hardly know itself.