As good play for nothing, you know, as work for nothing.

Affection can withstand very severe storms of vigor, but not a long polar frost of indifference.

Every hour has its end.

What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?

Many miles away there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the Shore of a dark Scottish lake.

I envy thee not thy faith, which is ever in thy mouth but never in thy heart nor in thy practice

The time which passes over our heads so imperceptibly makes the same gradual change in habits, manners and character, as in personal appearance. At the revolution of every five years we find ourselves another and yet the same;--there is a change of views, and no less of the light in which we regard them; a change of motives as well as of action.