Some natures are too good to be spoiled by praise.
It is a capital blunder; as you discover, when another man recites his charities.
The compensations of calamity are made apparent to the understanding also, after long intervals of time.
A child reminds us that playtime is an essential part of our daily routine.
Heaven is large, and affords space for all modes of love and fortitude.
There is nothing we value and hunt and cultivate and strive to draw to us, but in some hour we turn and rend it.