There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never know beyond its hallowed limits.

Give me a room whose every nook is dedicated to a book.

There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never know beyond its hallowed limits.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.

Let us depart! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams; Nor is man rooted, like a tree, whose seed, the winds on some ungenial soil have cast there, where it cannot prosper.

Whatever increases the strength and authority of your body over your mind, that is sin to you, however, innocent it may be in itself.

Beware of those who are homeless by choice! You have no hold on human being whose affections are without a top-root!