As a cure for worrying, work is better than whiskey.

The only true gifts are a portion of yourself.

Was never secret history but birds tell it in the bowers.

O Day of days when we can read! The reader and the book, either without the other is naught.

Examples are cited by soldiers, of men who have seen the cannon pointed, and the fire given to it, and who have stepped aside from he path of the ball. The terrors of the storm are chiefly confined to the parlour and the cabin.

The gates of thought, - how slow and late they discover themselves! Yet when they appear, we see that they were always there, always open.

When the eyes say one thing, and the tongue another, a practiced man relies on the language of the first.