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There is no society, however free and democratic, where wealth will not create an aristocracy.

There is no tongue that flatters like a lover's; and yet in the exaggeration of his feelings, flattery seems to him commonplace.

There is one form of hope which is never unwise, and which certainly does not diminish with the increase of knowledge. In that form it changes its name, and we call it patience.

There is one name which I can never utter without a reverence due to the religion which binds earth to heaven - a name cheered, beautified, exalted and hallowed - and that is the name of wife.

There is one way of attaining what we may term, if not utter, at least mortal happiness; it is by a sincere and unrelaxing activity for the happiness of others.

There is scarcely a good critic of books born in our age, and yet every fool thinks himself justified in criticising persons.

There is so little to redeem the dry mass of follies and errors that make up so much of life, that anything to love or reverence becomes, as it were, a sabbath to the soul.

There is that in theatrical representation which awakens whatever romance belongs to our character. - The magic lights, the pomp of scene, the fair, false, exciting life that is detailed before us, crowding into some three short hours all our most busy ambition could desire all these appeals to our senses are not made in vain. - Our taste for castle-building and visions deepens upon us, and we chew a mental opium which stagnates the other faculties, but wakes that of the ideal.

Thought presides over all. - Fate, that dead phantom, shall vanish from action, and providence alone be visible in heaven and on earth.

Time is money.

To be happy you must forget yourself. - Learn benevolence; it is the only cure of a morbid temper.

To dispense with ceremony is the most delicate mode of conferring a compliment.

To judge human character rightly a man may sometimes have very small experience provided he has a very large heart.

To the thinker, the most trifling external object often suggests ideas, which extend, link after link, from earth to heaven.

Trees that, like the poplar, lift upward all their boughs, give no shade and no shelter whatever their height. Trees the most lovingly shelter and shade us when, like the willow, the higher soar their summits, the lowlier droop their boughs.

Upon any given point, contradictory evidence seldom puzzles the man who has mastered the laws of evidence, but he knows little of the laws of evidence who has not studied the unwritten law of the human heart; and without this last knowledge a man of action will not attain to the practical, nor will a poet achieve the ideal.

Vanity, indeed, is the very antidote to conceit; for while the former makes us all nerve to the opinion of others, the latter is perfectly satisfied with its opinion of itself.

We are born for a higher destiny than that of earth. - There is a realm where the rainbow never fades, where the stars will be spread before us like islands that slumber on the ocean, and where the beings that now pass over before us like shadows, will stay in our presence forever.

We cannot think or act but the soul of some one who has passed before points the way. - The dead never die.

We lose the peace of years when we hunt after the rapture of moments.

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