We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.

A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.

In the depths of every heart there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and the revelry above may cause us to forget their existence.

There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.

All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.

A stale article, if you dip it in a good, warm, sunny smile, will go off better than a fresh one that you've scowled upon.

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