A Loving Maiden Grows Unconsciously More Bold.

Romanticism Is Beauty Without Bounds-the Beautiful Infinite.

I Have Made As Much Out Of Myself As Could Be Made Of The Stuff, And No Man Should Require More.

Every Man Has A Rainy Corner Of His Life Whence Comes Foul Weather Which Follows Him.

What A Father Says To His Children Is Not Heard By The World, But It Will Be Heard By Posterity.

Sorrows Gather Around Great Souls As Storms Do Around Mountains; But, Like Them, They Break The Storm And Purify The Air Of The Plain Beneath Them.