That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.
When a man mistakes his thoughts for persons and things, he is mad.
As long as there are readers to be delighted with calumny, there will be found reviewers to calumniate.
For compassion a human heart suffices, but for full and adequate sympathy, with joy, an angel's only.
Brute animals have the vowel sounds; man only can utter consonants.
Cant is the parrot talk of a profession.