Motives By Excess Reverse Their Very Nature

I Have Often Thought What A Melancholy World This Would Be Without Children, And What An Inhuman World Without The Aged.

Greatness And Goodness Are Not Means, But Ends! Hath He Not Always Treasures, Always Friends, The Good Great Man? Three Treasures, Love And Light, And Calm Thoughts, Regular As Infants' Breath; And Three Firm Friends, More Sure Than Day And Night, Himself, His Maker, And The Angel Death.

Genius Of The Highest Kind Implies An Unusual Intensity Of The Modifying Power.

As Long As There Are Readers To Be Delighted With Calumny, There Will Be Found Reviewers To Calumniate.

To Be Beloved Is All I Need, And Whom I Love, I Love Indeed.