Farewell's a bitter word to say.

Hopes and regrets are the sweetest links of existence.

Confidence is its own security.

though fortune's wheel is generally on the turn, sometimes when it gets into the mud, it sticks there.

in came ... a baby, eloquent as infancy usually is, and like most youthful orators, more easily heard than understood.

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.

the blessings of matrimony, like those of poverty, belong rather to philosophy than reality.