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

What is life? A gulf of troubled waters, where the soul, like a vexed bark, is tossed upon the waves of pain and pleasure by the wavering breath of passions.

The rich know not how hard it is to be of needful rest and needful food debarred.

It is strange what society will endure from its idols.

No thoroughly occupied man was ever yet very miserable.[to feel unhappy you need the time to consider how your lot could be better]

I will look on the stars and look on thee, and read the page of thy destiny.

A sealed book, at whose contents we tremble.