Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

In general I do not draw well with literary men -- not that I dislike them but I never know what to say to them after I have praised their last publication.

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away.

Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded. That all the Apostles would have done as they did.

There is music in all things, if men had ears.

Ancient of days! august Athena! where, Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul? Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were; First in the race that led to glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away--Is this the whole?

Happiness was born a twin.