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

Prose on certain occasions can bear a great deal of poetry; on the other hand, poetry sinks and swoons under a moderate weight of prose.

A good cook is the peculiar gift of the gods. He must be a perfect creature from the brain to the palate, from the palate to the finger's end.

Circumstances form the character; but, like petrifying matters, they harden while they form.

The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.

God scatters beauty as he scatters flowers O'er the wide earth, and tells us all are ours. A hundred lights in every temple burn, And at each shrine I bend my knee in turn.

It is as wise to moderate our belief as our desires.