I have unlearned contempt; it is a sin that is engendered earliest in the soul, and doth beset it like a poison worm feeding on all its beauty.

There is to me a daintiness about early flowers that touches me like poetry. They blow out with such a simple loveliness among the common herbs of pastures, and breathe their lives so unobtrusively, like hearts whose beatings are too gentle for the world.

A lamp is lit in woman's eye; that souls, else lost on earth, remember angels by.

Ah me! the world is full of meetings such as this,--a thrill, a voiceless challenge and reply, and sudden partings after!

Maturity is most rapid in the low latitudes, where pineapples and women most do thrive.

How like a mounting devil in the heart rules the unreined ambition.

The Italians say that a beautiful woman by her smiles draws tears from our purse.