What is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?

Ugliness without tact is horrible.

Thus we see, too, in the world that some persons assimilate only what is ugly and evil from the same moral circumstances which supply good and beautiful results--the fragrance of celestial flowers--to the daily life of others.

Nothing is more unaccountable than the spell that often lurks in a spoken word. A thought may be present to the mind, and two minds conscious of the same thought, but as long as it remains unspoken their familiar talk flows quietly over the hidden idea.

Salt is white and pure - there is something holy in salt.

Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.

Life, within doors, has few pleasanter prospects than a neatly-arranged and well-provisioned breakfast-table.