She poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.

Of all the events which constitute a person's biography, there is scarcely one ... to which the world so easily reconciles itself as to his death.

The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.

There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.

Would all, who cherish such wild wishes, but look around them, they would oftenest find their sphere of duty, of prosperity, and happiness, within those precincts, and in that station where Providence itself has cast their lot. Happy they who read the riddle without a weary world-search, or a lifetime spent in vain!

My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream.

Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.