Dear God! how beauty varies in nature and art.

Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.

Let the one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let them both imagine that they are fighting for the country; the strife will be colossal.

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.

But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed.

God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love.

Fashions have done more harm than revolutions.