How delightful is the company of generous people, who overlook trifles and keep their minds instinctively fixed on whatever is good and positive in the world around them.

Those of our writers who have possessed a vivid personal talent have been paralyzed by a want of social background.

The man who has the courage of his platitudes is always a successful man.

Never forget that it is we New Yorkers and New Englanders who have the monopoly of whatever oxygen there is in the American continent.

Genius and virtue are to be more often found clothed in gray than in peacock bright.

The writer is important only by dint of the territory he colonizes.

Better the fragrant herb of wit and a little cream of affability than all the pretty cups in the world.