I feel some unwillingness to quit the remembrance of the past. With all the hope of the new I feel that we are leaving the old.

The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed.

A mind might ponder its thought for an epoch, and not gain so much self-knowledge as the passion of love shall teach in a day.

There is nothing we value and hunt and cultivate and strive to draw to us, but in some hour we turn and rend it.

One thing is forever good; That one thing is Success.

Teach that God is, not was; that He speaketh, not spake.

But in our experience, man is cheap and friendship wants its deep sense. We affect to dwell with our friends in their absence, but we do not; when deed, word, or letter comes not, they let us go.