Time Itself Is An Element.

If A Good Person Does You Wrong, Act As Though You Had Not Noticed It. If We Practice And Eye For An Eye And A Tooth For A Tooth, Soon The Wholeworld Will Be Blind And Toothless.

Ill-humor Is Nothing More Than An Inward Feeling Of Our Own Want Of Merit, A Dissatisfaction With Ourselves Which Is Always United With An Envy That Foolish Vanity Excites.

Nothing Tells More About The Character Of A Man Than The Things He Makes Fun Of.

Poetry Is The Universal Possession Of Mankind, Revealing Itself Everywhere, And At All Times, In Hundreds And Hundreds Of Men.

Faith Is A Homely, Private Capital; As There Are Public Savings-banks And Poor Funds, Out Of Which In Times Of Want We Can Relieve The Necessities Of Individuals, So Here The Faithful Take Their Coin In Peace.