The highest triumph of art, is the truest presentation of nature.

O, when the heart is, full, when bitter thoughts come crowding thickly up for utterance, and the poor common words of courtesy are such a very mockery, how much the bursting heart may pour itself in prayer!

The taste forever refines in the study of women.

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

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

There is a gentle element, and man may breathe it with a calm, unruffled soul, and drink its living waters, till his heart is pure; and this is human happiness.

The expressive word "quiet" defines the dress, manners, bow, and even physiognomy of every true denizen of St. James and Bond street.