Men are lenses through which we read our own minds.

Consideration is the soil in which wisdom may be expected to grow, and strength be given to every up-springing plant of duty.

We are such lovers of self-reliance, that we excuse in a man many sins, if he will show us a complete satisfaction in his position, which asks no leave to be, of mine, or any man's good opinion.

No hope so bright but is the beginning of its own fulfilment.

The less a man thinks or knows about his virtues, the better we like him.

I read the other day some verses written by an eminent painter which were original and not conventional. The soul always hears an admonition in such lines, let the subject be what it may. The sentiment they instil is of more value than any thought they may contain. To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men, - that is genius.

Every ship is a romantic object, except that we sail in.