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.

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

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

How beautiful, how buoyant, and glad is morning!

In marriage, as in chemistry, opposites have often an attraction.

Strange mystery of our nature, that those in whom genius develops itself in imagination, thus taking its most ethereal form, should yet be the most dependent on the opinions of others!

The fearless make their own way.