Kings should disdain to die, and only disappear.

Even imperfection itself may have its ideal or perfect state.

For tea, though ridiculed by those who are naturally coarse in their nervous sensibilities, or are become so from wine-drinking, and are not susceptible of influence from so refined a stimulant, will always be the favourite beverage of the intellectual.

Fierce sectarianism breeds fierce latitudinarianism.

The peace of nature and of the innocent creatures of god seems to be secure and deep, only so long as the presence of man and his restless and unquiet spirit are not there to trouble its sanctity.

As is the inventor of murder, and the father of art, Cain must have been a man of first-rate genius.

Grief even in a child hates the light and shrinks from human eyes.