Angling is an amusement peculiarly adapted to the mild and cultivated scenery of England

How idle a boast, after all, is the immortality of a name! Time is ever silently turning over his pages; we are too much engrossed by the story of the present to think of the character and anecdotes that gave interest to the past; and each age is a volume thrown aside and forgotten.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Little minds are tamed and subdued by misfortune; but great minds rise above them.

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

To one given to day-dreaming, and fond of losing himself in reveries, a sea-voyage is full of subjects for meditation; but then they are the wonders of the deep and of the air, and rather tend to abstract the mind from worldly themes.