Sneering springs out of the wish to deny; and wretched must that state of mind be that wishes to take refuge in doubt.

The fearless make their own way.

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

How often, in this cold and bitter world, is the warm heart thrown back upon itself! Cold, careless, are we of another's grief; we wrap ourselves in sullen selfishness.

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

Good taste is his religion, his morality, his standard, and his test.

Memory has many conveniences, and, among others, that of foreseeing things as they have afterwards happened.