I Have Learned More From My Mistakes

Language Is Not Only The Vehicle Of Thought, It Is A Great And Efficient Instrument In Thinking.

I Suppose There Was Never Yet A Woman Who Had Not Somewhere Set Up On A Pedestal In Her Brain An Ideal Of Manhood. ... He Never Is Finished Till The Brain Of His Creator Ceases To Work, Till She Has Added Her Last Touch To Him, And Has Laid Down The Burden Of Life And Gone Elsewhere, Perhaps To Some Happy Land Where Ideals Are More Frequently Realised Than Ever Happens Here.

I Envy No Quality Of The Mind Or Intellect In Others; Not Genius, Power, Wit, Nor Fancy; But, If I Could Choose What Would Be Most Delightful, And, I Believe, Most Useful To Me, I Should Prefer A Firm Religious Belief To Every Other Blessing.

Life Is Made Up, Not Of Great Sacrifices Or Duties, But Of Little Things, In Which Smiles And Kindness, And Small Obligations Given Habitually, Are What Preserve The Heart And Secure Comfort.

Cuvier Had Even In His Address & Manner The Character Of A Superior Man, Much General Power & Eloquence In Conversation & Great Variety Of Information On Scientific As Well As Popular Subjects. I Should Say Of Him That He Is The Most Distinguished Man Of Talents I Have Ever Known On The Continent: But I Doubt If He Be Entitled To The Appellation Of A Man Of Genius.