Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own with beings brighter than have been, and give a breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.
I have always laid it down as a maxim /and found it justified by experience /that a man and a woman make far better friendships than can exist between two of the same sex /but then with the condition that they never have made or are to make love to each other.
To fly from, need not be to hate, mankind: / All are not fit with them to stir and toil, / Nor is it discontent to keep the mind / Deep in its fountain.
A thirst for gold, The beggar's vice, which can but overwhelm The meanest hearts.
Hatred is the madness of the heart.
Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.
A pretty woman is a welcome guest.
It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts -- you have no idea of the pain it gives one.
The sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast. And the heart must pause to breathe, and love itself have rest.
The good old times -- all times when old are good.
For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.
Our thoughts take the wildest flight; even at the moment when they should arrange themselves in thoughtful order.
Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber!
For the night shows stars and women in a better light.