The tongue is the only instrument that gets sharper with use.

Great minds have purposes; others have wishes.

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

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.

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

There is something nobly simple and pure in a taste for the cultivation of forest trees.

Those men are most apt to be obsequious and conciliating abroad, who are under the discipline of shrews at home.