It doesn't much signify whom one marries, for one is sure to find next morning that it was someone else.Collection: Morning
Women have the understanding of the heart, which is better than that of the head.Collection: Heart
Every day a little life, a blank to be inscribed with gentle thoughts.Collection: Littles
Almost all men are over anxious. No sooner do they enter the world than they lose that taste for natural and simple pleasures so remarkable in early life. Every hour do they ask themselves what progress they have made in the pursuit of wealth or honor and on they go as their fathers went before them till weary and sick at heart they look back with a sigh of regret to the golden time of their childhood.Collection: Regret
Then never less alone than when alone.Collection: Solitude
The soul of music slumbers in the shell Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour A thousand melodies unheard before!Collection: Heart
Gentle to others, to himself severe.Collection: Kindness
Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.Collection: Sweet
Ward has no heart, they say, but I deny it: He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.Collection: Heart
That very law which moulds a tear And bids it trickle from its source,- That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.Collection: Law
Fireside happiness, to hours of ease Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.Collection: Happiness
I came to the place of my birth and cried: "The friends of my youth, where are they?"--and an echo answered, "Where are they?Collection: Echoes
By many a temple half as old as Time.Collection: Time
Vast and deep the mountain shadows grew.Collection: Shadow
To vanish in the chinks that Time has made.Collection: Time
A man who attempts to read all the new productions must do as the flea does,--skip.Collection: Reading
Example is a motive of very prevailing force on the actions of men.Collection: Men
Long on the wave reflected lustres of play.Collection: Sunset
Twilight's soft dews steal o'er the village-green, With magic tints to harmonize the scene. Stilled is the hum that through the hamlet broke When round the ruins of their ancient oak The peasants flocked to hear the minstrel play, And games and carols closed the busy day.Collection: Twilight
I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry, Whence this excess of joy? What has befallen me? And from within a thrilling voice replies, Thou art in Rome! A thousand busy thoughts Rush on my mind, a thousand images; And I spring up as girt to run a race!Collection: Running
And the Sabbath bell, That over wood and wild and mountain dell Wanders so far, chasing all thoughts unholy With sounds most musical, most melancholy.Collection: Musical
A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.Collection: Life
The good are better made by ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still.Collection: Made
Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves,-not dead, but gone before,- He gathers round him.Collection: Love
When with care we have raised an imaginary treasure of happiness, we find at last that the materials of the structure are frail and perishing, and the foundation itself is laid in the sand.Collection: Foundation
Paris strikes the vulgar part of us infinitely the most, but to a thinking mind London is incomparably the most delightful subject for contemplation.Collection: Thinking
Go! you may call it madness, folly; You shall not chase my gloom away! There 's such a charm in melancholy I would not if I could be gay.Collection: Gay