It's a great comfort to some people to groan over their imaginary ills.

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

It is from the level of calamities, not that of every-day life, that we learn impressive and useful lessons.

Certain corpuscles, denominated Christmas Books, with the ostensible intention of swelling the tide of exhilaration, or other expansive emotions, incident upon the exodus of the old and the inauguration of the New Year.

The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.

Are not there little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?

'Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.