Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.

What money is better bestowed than that of a schoolboy's tip? How the kindness is recalled by the recipient in after days! It blesses him that gives and him that takes.

Alas! we are the sport of destiny.

Oh, brother wearers of motley, are there not moments when one grows sick of grinning and trembling and the jingling of cap and bells?

When you look at me, when you think of me, I am in paradise.

When a mother, as fond mothers will; vows that she knows every thought in her daughter's heart, I think she pretends to know a great deal too much.

All is vanity, look you; and so the preacher is vanity too.