Honesty and wisdom are such a delightful pastime, at another person's expense!
Earth has one angel less and heaven one more, since yesterday.
There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.
There is no greater bugbear than a strong willed relative in the circle of his own connections.
Romance and poetry, ivy, lichens and wallflowers need ruin to make them grow.
When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.