Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker.

For love and beauty and delight, there is no death nor change.

Near that a dusty paint-box, some odd hooks, A half-burnt match, an ivory block, three books, Where conic sections, spherics, logarithms, To great Laplace, from Saunderson and Sims, Lie heaped in their harmonious disarray Of figures,-disentangle them who may.

The conceptions which any nation or individual entertains of the God of its popular worship may be inferred from their own actions and opinions, which are the subjects of their approbation among their fellow-men.

All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.

The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

When you can discover where the fresh colors of the faded flower abide, or the music of the broken lyre, seek life among the dead. Such are the anxious and fearful contemplations of the common observer, though the popular religion often prevents him from confessing them even to himself.