As soon as a child has left the room his strewn toys become affecting.
Coal is a portable climate.
Tis the privilege of Art Thus to play its cheerful part, Man on earth to acclimate And bend the exile to his fate.
Some books leave us free and some books make us free.
Friends should be like books, easy to find when you need them, but seldom used.
When we see a special reformer we feel like asking him, What right have you, sir, to your own virtue? Is virtue piecemeal?