I very much wish that some day or other you may have time to learn Greek, because that language is an idea. Even a little of it is like manure to the soil of the mind, and makes it bear finer flowers.

there is nothing so uncertain and slippery as fact.

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

Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.

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

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.

I very much wish that some day or other you may have time to learn Greek, because that language is an idea. Even a little of it is like manure to the soil of the mind, and makes it bear finer flowers.