Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.

Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.

All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight ...

All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.

What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another ...

What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.

Sunlight is painting.

Moonlight is sculpture.

Happiness is like a butterfly.

Easy reading is damn hard writing.

Ugliness without tact is horrible.

Life is made up of marble and mud.

It loves more readily than it hates.

We sometimes congratulate ourselves.

Generosity is the flower of justice.

Men of cold passions have quick eyes.

Not yet hardened, many young die good.

Do anything, save to lie down and die!

Let the black flower blossom as it may!

To do nothing is the way to be nothing.

A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.

Let the attempt be made, at whatever risk.

This above all: be true, be true, be true.

The divine chemistry works in the subsoil.

Mountains are earth's undecaying monuments.

Death should take me while I am in the mood.

Every crime destroys more Edens than our own

Come, therefore, and let us fling mud at them!

Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.

Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.

The present is burthened too much with the past.

Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.

A hero cannot be a hero unless in a heroic world.

Some illusions...are the shadows of great truths.

A man's bewilderment is the measure of his wisdom.

Families are always rising and falling in America.

Dream strange things and make them look like truth.

We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.

She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.

Salt is white and pure - there is something holy in salt.

We go all wrong by too strenuous a resolution to go right.

Sunlight is like the breath of life to the pomp of autumn.

Life figures itself to me as a festal or funereal procession.

Death was too definite an object to be wished for or avoided.

Though we speak nonsense, God will pick out the meaning of it.

Earth has one angel less and heaven one more, since yesterday.

All merely graceful attributes are usually the most evanescent.

This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.

Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.

No fountain so small but that Heaven may be imaged in its bosom.

What is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?

A woman's chastity consists, like an onion, of a series of coats.

And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.

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