Improve your spare moments and they will become the brightest gems in your life.

Romeo, of dead, should be cut up into little stars to make the heavens fine. Life, with this pair, has no other aim, asks no more,than Juliet,--than Romeo.

Nothing can be colder than his head, when the lightnings of his imagination are playing in the sky.

How much better when the whole land is a garden, and the people have grown up in the bowers of a paradise.

God has delegated himself to a million deputies.

Men grind and grind in the mill of a truism, and nothing comes out but what was put in. But the moment they desert the tradition for a spontaneous thought, then poetry, wit, hope, virtue, learning, anecdote, and all flock to their aid.

What goes on around you... compares little with what goes on inside you.