Ill Writers Are Usually The Sharpest Censors.

Secret Guilt By Silence Is Betrayed.

Fame Then Was Cheap, And The First Comer Sped; And They Have Kept It Since By Being Dead.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth.

Affability, Mildness, Tenderness, And A Word Which I Would Fain Bring Back To Its Original Signification Of Virtue,--i Mean Good-nature,--are Of Daily Use; They Are The Bread Of Mankind And Staff Of Life.

I Strongly Wish For What I Faintly Hope; Like The Daydreams Of Melancholy Men, I Think And Think In Things Impossible, Yet Love To Wander In That Golden Maze.