We might have been - these are but common words, and yet they make the sum of life's bewailing.

Oh, only those whose souls have felt this one idolatry can tell how precious is the slightest thing affection gives and hallows.

to the many, witticisms not only require to be explained, like riddles, but are also like new shoes, which people require to wear many times before they get accustomed to them.

Assuredly, meeting after absence, is one of - ah, no! - it is life's most delicious feeling.

Farewell's a bitter word to say.

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!

Few save the poor feel for the poor.