Every good writer has much idiom; it is the life and spirit of language.
Cruelty in all countries is the companion of anger; but there is only one, and never was another on the globe, where she coquets both with anger and mirth.
My thoughts are my company; I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them.
What is reading but silent conversation?
Nations, like individuals, interest us in their growth.
I sometimes think that the most plaintive ditty has brought a fuller joy and of longer duration to its composer that the conquest of Persia to the Macedonian.