I was always fond of visiting new scenes, and observing strange characters and manners. Even when a mere child I began my travels, and made many tours of discovery into foreign parts and unknown regions of my native city, to the frequent alarm of my parents, and the emolument of the town-crier.

No man is so methodical as a complete idler, and none so scrupulous in measuring out his time as he whose time is worth nothing.

A woman's whole life is a history of the affections.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

A few amber clouds floated in the sky without a breath of air to move them. The horizon was of a fine golden tint, changing gradually into a pure apple-green, and from that into the deep blue of the mid-heaven.

Christmas is here, Merry old Christmas, Gift-bearing Christmas, Day of grand memories, King of the year!

He who would study nature in its wildness and variety, must plunge into the forest, must explore the glen, must stem the torrent, and dare the precipice.