A barking dog is often more useful than a sleeping lion.

A mother is the truest friend we have when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity.

There is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living.

There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations.

It is almost startling to hear this warning of departed time sounding among the tombs, and telling the lapse of the hour, which, like a billow, has rolled us onward towards the grave.

The tie which links mother and child is of such pure and immaculate strength as to be never violated.

Marriage is the torment of one, the felicity of two, the strife and enmity of three.