Tears are the softening showers which cause the seed of heaven to spring up in the human heart.

We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.

Women are but the toys which amuse our lighter hours---ambition is the serious business of life.

Perhaps the perusal of such works may, without injustice, be compared with the use of opiates, baneful, when habitually and constantly resorted to, but of most blessed power in those moments of pain and of langour, when the whole head is sore, and the whole heart sick. If those who rail indiscriminately at this species of composition, were to consider the quantity of actual pleasure it produces, and the much greater proportion of real sorrow and distress which it alleviates, their philanthropy ought to moderate their critical pride, or religious intolerance.

Real valor consists not in being insensible to danger; but in being prompt to confront and disarm it.

Sordid selfishness doth contract and narrow our benevolence, and cause us, like serpents, to infold ourselves within ourselves, and to turn out our stings to the entire world besides.

The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.