Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.

That bad letters of every kind arise from want of the habit of thinking, I cannot doubt.

Does it not appear to you versatility is the true and rare characteristic of that rare thing called genius-versatility and playfulness? In my mind they are both essential.

Fashion is a capricious deity.

I do not think very highly of Madame D'Arblay's books. The style is so strutting. She does so stalk about on Dr. Johnson's old stilts.

I foresee that the Andersen and Fairy Tale fashion will not last; none of these things away from general nature do.

I place flowers in the very first rank of simple pleasures; and I have no very good opinion of the hard worldly people who take no delight in them.