The inward pleasure of imparting pleasure - that is the choicest of all.

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.

Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.

I love my mother, but there has been, ever since my boyhood, a sort of coldness of intercourse between us, such as is apt to come between people of strong feelings.

Families are always rising and falling in America.

Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.

Not yet hardened, many young die good.