The very effort to forget teaches us to remember.

To be rude is as good as being clever.

Imagination is to love what gas is to the balloon-that which raises it from earth.

In sad truth, half our forebodings of our neighbors are but our own wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.

Perhaps, from an innate desire of justification, sorrow always exaggerates itself. Memory is quite one of Job's friends; and the past is ever ready to throw its added darkness on the present.

It is said that ridicule is the test of truth: it is never applied, but when we wish to deceive ourselves.

To this hour, the great science and duty of politics is lowered by the petty leaven of small and personal advantage.