There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings as now in October.

Let the attempt be made, at whatever risk.

Now are ye undeceived. Evil is the nature of mankind. Evil must be your only happiness. Welcome again, my children, to the communion of your race.

What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!

We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.

The greatest possible mint of style is to make the words absolutely disappear into the thought.

Not yet hardened, many young die good.