Jealousy's eyes are green.

All things are sold: the very light of heaven is venal; earth's unsparing gifts of love, the smallest and most despicable things that lurk in the abysses of the deep, all objects of our life, even life itself, and the poor pittance which the laws allow of liberty, the fellowship of man, those duties which his heart of human love should urge him to perform instinctively, are bought and sold as in a public mart of not disguising selfishness, that sets on each its price, the stamp-mark of her reign.

Sometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

One word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdained For thee to disdain it.

Ah! what a divine religion might be found out if charity were really made the principle of it instead of faith.

Oh that simplicity and innocence its own unvalued work so seldom knows!

The practice of utter sincerity towards other men would avail to no good end, if they were incapable of practising it towards their own minds. In fact, truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived.