By writing much, one learns to write well.

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.

Mild arch of promise! on the evening sky Thou shinest fair with many a lovely ray, Each in the other melting.

There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never know beyond its hallowed limits.

Cupid "the little greatest god."

It is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.

Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. As the beams to a house, as the bones to the microcosm of man, so is order to all things.

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.

Let us depart! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams; Nor is man rooted, like a tree, whose seed, the winds on some ungenial soil have cast there, where it cannot prosper.

It has been more wittily than charitably said that hell is paved with good intentions; they have their place in heaven also.

Just because you're beautiful and perfect, it's made you conceited.

Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.

Few can be induced to labor exclusively for posterity - Posterity has done nothing for us

There is a future that makes itself and a future we make. The real future is composed of both.

The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it.

I didn't really like the taste of booze. I liked the effect it did on me. But I can't say I savored a glass full of Chablis Chablis 1932. I drank whatever s - - was in front of me and got me buzzed.

Commitment doesn't mean that it has to last forever, but while you are there, commit yourself 100%. By doing this, the quality of your life improves 100%.

Reflecting on these complex relationships between reader and story, fiction and life, can constitute a form of therapy against the sleep of reason, which generates monsters.

The blood of youth burns not with such excess as gravity's revolt to wantonness.