Quotations (such as have point and lack triteness) from the great old authors are an act of reverence on the part of the quoter, and a blessing to a public grown superficial and external.

A guest should be permitted to graze, as it were, in the pastures of his host's kindness, left even to his own devices, like a rational being, and handsomely neglected.

Youth, ah, Youth! all men's desire and sorrow.

My own passion, all my life, has been non-collecting.

The hand betrays the heart.

Youth is slipping, dripping, pearl on pearl, away.

With fatal, fatal Love a girlhood goes.