A practitioner in panegyric, or, to speak more plainly, a professor of the art of puffing.

The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands - we should only spoil it by trying to explain it.

Our ancestors are very good kind of folks; but they are the last people I should choose to have a visiting acquaintance with.

Wit loses its point when dipped in malice.

When of a gossiping circle it was asked, "What are they doing?" The answer was, "Swapping lies.

Here is the whole set! a character dead at every word.

When delicate and feeling souls are separated, there is not a feature in the sky, not a movement of the elements, not an aspiration of the breeze, but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension.