Intense study of the Bible will keep any writer from being vulgar, in point of style.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks / Had I from old and young! / Instead of the cross, the Albatross / About my neck was hung.

To most men experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illuminate only the track it has passed.

There are three classes into which all the women past seventy that ever I knew were to be divided: 1. That dear old soul; 2. That old woman; 3. That old witch.

Force yourself to reflect on what you read, paragraph by paragraph.

Heart-chilling superstition! thou canst glaze even Pity's eye with her own frozen tear.

I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the aged.