Ugliness without tact is horrible.

Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.

If cities were built by the sound of music, then some edifices would appear to be constructed by grave, solemn tones,--others to have danced forth to light fantastic airs.

Generosity is the flower of justice.

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

It is very singular how the fact of a man's death often seems to give people a truer idea of his character, whether for good or evil, than they have ever possessed while he was living and acting among them.

We sometimes congratulate ourselves.