Few people give themselves time to be friends.

Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.

Take away love, and not physical nature only, but the heart of the moral world, would be palsied.

Never let a man imagine that he can pursue a good end by evil means, without sinning against his own soul. The evil effect on himself is certain.

"You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "The few locks which are left you are gray; You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,- Now tell me the reason I pray."

My name is Death: the last best friend am I.

A house is never perfectly furnished for enjoyment unless there is a child in it rising three years old, and a kitten rising three weeks.