The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.
Popularity? It's glory's small change.
There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and hills; but whatever is too lofty, a genius as well as a mountain, an assembly as well as a masterpiece, seen too near, is appalling.
Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.
A smile is the same as sunshine; it banishes winter from the human countenance.