Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight.

Love and enthusiasm are always ridiculous, when not reciprocated by their objects.

[His mind] was like a volcano, full of fire and wealth, sometimes calm, often dazzling and playful, but ever threatening. It ran swift as the lightning from one subject to another, and occasionally burst forth in passionate throes of intellect, nearly allied to madness.

When the sun shines on you, you see your friends. It requires sunshine to be seen by them to advantage!

Conversation is the legs on which thought walks; and writing, the wings by which it flies.

A profound knowledge of life is the least enviable of all species of knowledge, because it can only be acquired by trials that make us regret the loss of our ignorance.

One of the most marked characteristics of our day is a reckless neglect of principles, and a rigid adherence to their semblance.