Want of principle is power. Truth and honesty set a limit to our efforts, which impudence and hypocrisy easily overleap.

Even in the common affairs of life, in love, friendship, and marriage, how little security have we when we trust our happiness in the hands of others!

Poverty, when it is voluntary, is never despicable, but takes an heroical aspect.

The most insignificant people are the most apt to sneer at others. They are safe from reprisals. And have no hope of rising in their own self esteem but by lowering their neighbors.

There are only three pleasures in life pure and lasting, and all derived from inanimate things-books, pictures and the face of nature.

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.

The poetical impression of any object is that uneasy, exquisite sense of beauty or power that cannot be contained within itself; that is impatient of all limit; that (as flame bends to flame) strives to link itself to some other image of kindred beauty or grandeur; to enshrine itself, as it were, in the highest forms of fancy, and to relieve the aching sense of pleasure by expressing it in the boldest manner.