The night is made for tenderness,--so still that the low whisper, scarcely audible, is heard like music,--and so deeply pure that the fond thought is chastened as it springs and on the lip made holy.

Blessed are the joymakers.

Temptation hath a music for all ears.

T is the work of many a dark hour, many a prayer, to bring the heart back from an infant gone.

The value of life deepens incalculably with the privileges of travel.

There is no divining-rod whose dip shall tell us at twenty what we shall most relish at thirty.

Gentleness is the great point to be obtained in the study of manners.