Fancy is imagination in her youth and adolescence. Fancy is always excursive; imagination, not seldom, is sedate.

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

Little men build up great ones, but the snow colossus soon melts; the good stand under the eye of God, and therefore stand.

The happiest of pillows is not that which love first presses! it is that which death has frowned on and passed over.

There is a vast deal of vital air in loving words.

No good writer was ever long neglected; no great man overlooked by men equally great. Impatience is a proof of inferior strength, and a destroyer of what little there may be.

Old trees in their living state are the only things that money cannot command.