Parents and children cannot be to each other, as husbands with wives and wives with husbands. Nature has separated them by an almost impassable barrier of time; the mind and the heart are in quite a different state at fifteen and forty.

Dull November brings the blast, Then the leaves are whirling fast.

Life is the steam of the corporeal engine; the soul is the engineer who makes use of the steam-quickened engine.

bubbles of false opinion will last whole ages, and deceive whole generations, till they are broken by some powerful breath, and even then how often they reunite, and again shine in the eyes of men, who hold them solid as cannon-balls!

avarice is especially, I suppose, a disease of the imagination.

Puns are often unacceptable to the feelings; they come like a spoonful of ice-cream in the midst of a comfortable smoking-hot steak, or as a peppery morsel when your palate was in expectation of a mild pudding.

April brings the primrose sweet, / Scatters daisies at our feet.