We may admire people for being wise, but we like them best when they are foolish.

I have had a great misfortune; my dear old dog is dead.

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

In our present high state of civilization, people are so much alike, that anything at all odd comes on one with the freshness and character of an antique coin among smooth shillings.

I have still the best comforts of life - books and friendships - and I trust never to lose my relish for either.

Fashion is a capricious deity.

... they know little of the passions who seek to argue with that most intractable of them all, the fear that is born of love.