Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.

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

Everyone should have two or three hives of bees. Bees are easier to keep than a dog or a cat. They are more interesting than gerbils.

For she belike hath drunken deep Of all the blessedness of sleep.

Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices.

The misery of human life is made up of large masses, each separated from the other by certain intervals. One year the death of a child; years after, a failure in trade; after another longer or shorter interval, a daughter may have married unhappily; in all but the singularly unfortunate, the integral parts that compose the sum-total of the unhappiness of a man's life are easily counted and distinctly remembered.

The moving moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside.