Honest good humor is the oil and wine of a merry meeting, and there is no jovial companionship equal to that where the jokes are rather small and laughter abundant.

Great minds have purposes others have wishes.

Great minds have purposes; others have wishes.

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.

I've had it with you and your emotional constipation!

A tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use.

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations.

A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all.

The world doesn't fully make sense until the writer has secured his version of it on the page. And the act of writing is strangely more lifelike than life.

What do we free spirits want? We just want to think our own thoughts and feel our own feelings. Why should that be a problem for anyone else?

Agni was her brother and she loved him, and he often understood her, but he was a man. In the end he thought as a man thinks, of owning and mastering.

Violence is temporary, but learning is permanent.

The hardest thing to do in this world is to have a steadfast mind & will to be who God called you to be.

Philosophy is a goddess, whose head indeed is in heaven, but whose feet are upon earth; she attempts more than she accomplishes, and promises more than she performs.

A surprising number [of novels] have been read aloud to me, and I like all if moderately good, and if they do not end unhappily-against which a law ought to be passed.

Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth.

He was the ghost you never saw coming, death breathing down your neck before you even realized you were in the crosshairs.