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

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

Anticipation is a bad sleeping draught.

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!

Toil is the portion of day, as sleep is that of night; but if there be one hour of the twenty-four which has the life of day without its labor, and the rest of night without its slumber, it is the lovely and languid hour of twilight.

That which is always within our reach, is always the last thing we take; and the chances are, that what we can do every day, we never do at all.

habit is our idea of eternity.