Conversation is an art in which a man has all mankind for his competitors, for it is that which all are practising every day while they live.

God hid the whole world in thy heart.

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string.

Some people will tell you there is a great deal of poetry and fine sentiment in a chest of tea.

In the first place, all books that get fairly into the vital air of the world were written by the successful class, by the affirming and advancing class, who utter what tens of thousands feel though they cannot say.

There are men whose manners have the same essential splendor as the simple and awful sculpture on the friezes of the Parthenon, and the remains of the earliest Greek art.

A collector recently bought at public auction, in London, for one hundred and fifty-seven guineas, an autograph of Shakespeare; but for nothing a school-boy can read Hamlet and can detect secrets of highest concernment yet unpublished therein.