Creation's heir, the world, the world is mine!

Aspiring beggary is wretchedness itself.

A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad When he put on his clothes.

All that a husband or wife really wants is to be pitied a little, praised a little, and appreciated a little.

Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.

[T]here are depths of thousands of miles which are hidden from our inquiry. The only tidings we have from those unfathomable regions are by means of volcanoes, those burning mountains that seem to discharge their materials from the lowest abysses of the earth.

The first time I read an excellent book, it is to me just as if I had gained a new friend. When I read a book over I have perused before, it resembles the meeting with an old one.