Accuracy is the twin brother of honesty; inaccuracy, of dishonesty.
Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.
We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.
Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.
Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.