Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.

When a man has not a good reason for doing a thing, he has one good reason for letting it alone.

It is only when I dally with what I am about, look back and aside, instead of keeping my eyes straight forward, that I feel these cold sinkings of the heart.

What is a diary as a rule? A document useful to the person who keeps it. Dull to the contemporary who reads it and invaluable to the student, centuries afterwards, who treasures it.

Do not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?

Where, where was Roderick then? One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men.

All is possible for those who dare to die!