To be gret is to be misunderstood.

Can anything be so elegant as to have few wants, and to serve them one's self?

Beauty is the virtue of the body as virtue is the beauty of the soul

The socialism of our day has done good service in setting men to thinking how certain civilizing benefits, now only enjoyed by theopulent, can be enjoyed by all.

Persecution readily knits friendship between its victims.

The April winds are magical, And thrill our tuneful frames; The garden-walks are passional To bachelors and dames.

Eyes...They speak all languages.