There is certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in traveling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place.

History is but a kind of Newgate calendar, a register of the crimes and miseries that man has inflicted on his fellow-man.

History fades into fable; fact becomes clouded with doubt and controversy; the inscription molders from the tablet: the statue falls from the pedestal. Columns, arches, pyramids, what are they but heaps of sand; and their epitaphs, but characters written in the dust?

The only happy author in this world is he who is below the care of reputation.

I have often had occasion to remark the fortitude with which women sustain the most overwhelming reverses of fortunes.

There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that trancends all other affections of the heart

Every antique farm-house and moss-grown cottage is a picture.