Love and joy are twins or born of each other.
We must overact our part in some measure, in order to produce any effect at all.
We had rather do anything than acknowledge the merit of another if we can help it. We cannot bear a superior or an equal. Hence ridicule is sure to prevail over truth, for the malice of mankind, thrown into the scale, gives the casting weight.
Words are the only things that last for ever.
If mankind had wished for what is right, they might have had it long ago.
We often forget our dreams so speedily: if we cannot catch them as they are passing out at the door, we never set eyes on them again.