Earth Laughs In Flowers.

As Much Wisdom May Be Expended On A Private Economy As On An Empire, And As Much Wisdom May Be Drawn From It.

Fashion, Though In A Strange Way, Represents All Manly Virtue. It Is Virtue Gone To Seed: It Is A Kind Of Posthumous Honor. It Does Not Often Caress The Great, But The Children Of The Great: It Is A Hall Of The Past.

The Reality Is More Excellent Than The Report.

The Stars Awaken A Certain Reverence, Because Though Always Present, They Are Inaccessible.

There Is Hope In Extravagance, There Is None In Routine.