The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.

There is, in fact, no law or government at all; and it is wonderful how well things go on without them.

To have joy, one must share it.

How sweet and soothing is this hour of calm! I thank thee, night! for thou has chased away these horrid bodements which, amidst the throng, I could not dissipate; and with the blessing of thy benign and quiet influence now will I to my couch, although to rest is almost wronging such a night as this.

I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.

He who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him.

For through the South the custom still commands The gentleman to kiss the lady's hands.