Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.

Nervous and excitable persons need to talk a great deal, by way of letting off their steam.

This above all: be true, be true, be true.

'What is the Unpardonable Sin' asked the lime-burner 'It is a sin that grew within my own breast', replied Ethan Brand 'The sin of an intellect that triumphed over the sense of brotherhood with man and reverence for God'.

Sleeping or waking, we hear not the airy footsteps of the strange things that almost happen.

I do detest all offices - all, at least, that are held on a political tenure.

My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream.