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Who can tell where happiness may come, or where, though an expected guest, it may never show its face?
There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.
The trees reflected in the river - they are unconscious of a spiritual world so near to them. So are we.
Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart!
The calmer thought is not always the right thought, just as the distant view is not always the truest view
Labor is the curse of the world, and nobody can meddle with it without becoming proportionately brutalized.
Such has often been my apathy, when objects long sought, and earnestly desired, were placed within my reach.
it is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.
It [Catholicism] supplies a multitude of external forms in which the spiritual may be clothed and manifested.
Life, within doors, has few pleasanter prospects than a neatly-arranged and well-provisioned breakfast-table.
How is it possible to sayan unkind or irreverential word of Rome? The city of all time, and of all the world!
Many writers lay very great stress upon some definite moral purpose, at which they profess to aim their works.
Bees are sometimes drowned in the honey which they collectso some writers are lost in their collected learning.
Some maladies are rich and precious and only to be acquired by the right of inheritance or purchased with gold.
But she named the infant "Pearl," as being of great price-purchased with all she had-her mother's only treasure!
In this republican country, amid the fluctuating waves of our social life, somebody is always at the drowning-point.
Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day.
Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not.
Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.
Be true! Be true! Be true! Show freely to the world, if not your worst, yet some trait whereby the worst may be inferred!
Writing can come naturally to some. Still, when it comes to good writing, this is true: Easy reading is damn hard writing.
Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.
A stale article, if you dip it in a good, warm, sunny smile, will go off better than a fresh one that you've scowled upon.
The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
The moment when a man's head drops off is seldom or never, I am inclined to think, precisely the most agreeable of his life.
Cupid in these latter times has probably laid aside his bow and arrow, and uses fire-arms -- a pistol -- perhaps a revolver.
If a man, sitting all alone, cannot dream strange things, and make them look like truth, he need never try to write romances.
This dull river has a deep religion of its own; so, let us trust, has the dullest human soul, though, perhaps, unconsciously.
I wish I had the gift of making rhymes, for methinks there is poetry in my head and heart since I have been in love with you.
I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.
It is to the credit of human nature that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates.
Just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God's care and pity for every separate need.
Most people are so constituted that they can only be virtuous in a certain routine; an irregular course of life demoralizes them.
Happiness is like a butterfly - the more you chase, the more subtle, but if you stop moving and quietly wait for it to land on you.
A man--poet, prophet, or whatever be may be--readily persuades himself of his right to all the worship that is voluntarily tendered.
There is no such thing in man's nature as a settled and full resolve either for good or evil, except at the very moment of execution.
My wife is - in the strictest sense - my sole companion, and I need no other. There is no vacancy in my mind any more than in my heart.
The marble keeps merely a cold and sad memory of a man who would else be forgotten. No man who needs a monument ever ought to have one.
What would a man do, if he were compelled to live always in the sultry heat of society, and could never bathe himself in cool solitude?
As the moral gloom of the world overpowers all systematic gaiety, even so was their home of wild mirth made desolate amid the sad forest.
She wanted—what some people want throughout life—a grief that should deeply touch her, and thus humanize and make her capable of sympathy.
It is my opinion that a man's soul may be buried and perish under a dung-heap, or in a furrow field, just as well as under a pile of money.
What we call real estate - the solid ground to build a house on - is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests.
There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.
Those with whom we can apparently become well acquainted in a few moments are generally the most difficult to rightly know and to understand.
A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part.
There is no season when such pleasant and sunny spots may be lighted on, and produce so pleasant an effect on the feelings as now in October.
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
We men of study, whose heads are in our books, have need to be straightly looked after! We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.