Two evils, of almost equal weight, may befall the man of erudition; never to be listened to, and to be listened to always.

As the pearl ripens in the obscurity of its shell, so ripens in the tomb all the fame that is truly precious.

Was genius ever ungrateful? Mere talents are dry leaves, tossed up and down by gusts of passion, and scattered and swept away; but, Genius lies on the bosom of Memory, and Gratitude at her feet.

Vast objects of remote altitude must be looked at a long while before they are ascertained. Ages are the telescope tubes that must be lengthened out for Shakespeare; and generations of men serve but a single witness to his claims.

Everything that looks to the future elevates human nature.

What is companionship where nothing that improves the intellect is communicated, and where the larger heart contracts itself to the model and dimension of the smaller?

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