Wisdom consisteth not in knowing many things, nor even in knowing them thoroughly; but in choosing and in following what conduces the most certainly to our lasting happiness and true glory.

We are poor, indeed, when we have no half-wishes left us. The heart and the imagination close the shutters the instant they are gone.

I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.

Truth is a point, the subtlest and finest; harder than adamant; never to be broken, worn away, or blunted. Its only bad quality is, that it is sure to hurt those who touch it; and likely to draw blood, perhaps the life blood, of those who press earnestly upon it.

Those who in living fill the smallest space, In death have often left the greatest void.

O Music! how it grieves me that imprudence, intemperance, gluttony, should open their channels into thy sacred stream.

The present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come.