The once red leaf, the last of its clan, that dances as often as dance it can.

He who is best prepared can best serve his moment of inspiration.

He went like one that hath been stunn'd, And is of sense forlorn: A sadder and a wiser man He rose the morrow morn.

Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess, that itself will need reforming.

It is a gentle and affectionate thought, that in immeasurable height above us, at our first birth, the wreath of love was woven with sparkling stars for flowers.

How inimitably graceful children are in general-before they learn to dance.

We should manage our thoughts as shepherds do their flowers in making a garland: first, select the choicest, and then dispose them in the most proper places, that every one may reflect a part of its color and brightness on the next.