Farewell's a bitter word to say.

Are we not like the actor of old times, who wore his mask so long his face took its likeness?

The fearless make their own way.

Knowledge is much like dust - it sticks to one, one does not know how.

I have a respect for family pride. If it be a prejudice, it is a prejudice in its most picturesque shape. But I hold it is connected with some of the noblest feelings in our nature.

Whenever I hear a man talking of the advantages of our ill-used sex, I look upon it as the prelude to some new act of authority.

youth, balancing itself upon hope, is forever in extremes: its expectations are continually aroused only to be baffled, and disappointment, like a summer shower, is violent in proportion to its brevity.