A friend is the hope of the heart.

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

Every word was once a poem.

Life is unnecessarily long. Moments of insight, of fine personal relation, a smile, a glance,--what ample borrowers of eternity they are!

A friend is the hope of the heart.

If a man knew anything, he would sit in a corner and be modest; but he is such an ignorant peacock, that he goes bustling up and down, and hits on extraordinary discoveries.

Speech is power: speech is to persuade, to convert, to compel. It is to bring another out of his bad sense into your good sense.