What cities, as great as this, have... promised themselves immortality! Posterity can hardly trace the situation of some. The sorrowful traveller wanders over the awful ruins of others... Here stood their citadel, but now grown over with weeds; there their senate-house, but now the haunt of every noxious reptile; temples and theatres stood here, now only an undistinguished heap of ruins.

A great source of calamity lies in regret and anticipation; therefore a person is wise who thinks of the present alone, regardless of the past or future.

I have seen her and sister cry over a book for an hour together, and they said, they liked the book the better the more it made them cry.

Taste is the power of relishing or rejecting whatever is offered for the entertainment of the imagination.

And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, that one small head could carry all he knew.

They say women and music should never be dated.

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.