Autumnal green.Dryden. Night's sepulchre.Byron. A still small voice.Bible. Leaden-eyed despair.Keats. Progress is lame.St. Bueve.

Damn with faint praise.Pope. Love is love's reward.Dryden. Frozen by distance.Wordsworth. The Sabbath of the year.Logan. Imitate Jesus Christ.Franklin. God is with the patient.Koran. Thought in blossom.Bishop Ken. Ear.A side intelligencer.Lamb. The road to the heart.Voltaire. The reconciling grave.Southern. More light!Goethe's last words. The key to the sciences.Bruyre. Laughter means sympathy.Carlyle. Sin and her shadow death.Milton. Eye-offending brine.Shakespeare. The machine of the poet.Macaulay. The laughers are a majority.Pope. Prayer ardent opens heaven.Young. Luminous escapes of thought.Moore. The medicine of the mind.Diodorus. Fame is the thirst of youth.Byron. Temperate as the morn.Shakespeare. The hidden soul of harmony.Milton. Oh for a forty parson power.Byron. Verity is nudity.Alfred de Musset. Oh! for a forty parson power.Byron. Contagious enthusiasm.Mrs. Balfour. Justice is truth in action.Joubert. Virtue which shuns the day.Addison. Silence! coeval with eternity.Pope. Style.The style is the man.Buffon. Not poetry, but prose run mad.Pope. By that sin angels fell.Shakespeare. Genius has no brother.Bulwer-Lytton. The childhood of immortality.Goethe. Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.Byron. Politeness smooths wrinkles.Joubert. God's glowing covenant.Hosea Ballou. Her tears her only eloquence.Rogers. The wicket of the soul.Sir J. Davies. That is good which doth good.Venning. The cradle of transformation.Mazzini. Joy is the best of wine.George Eliot. Patiencethe truest fortitude.Milton. How can finite grasp infinity?Dryden. Talkers are no good doers.Shakespeare. Affecting to seem unaffected.Congreve. Eloquence.The poetry of speech.Byron. Days of respite are golden days.South. O frail estate of human things!Dryden. Cynthia, fair regent of the night.Gay. The busy have no time for tears.Byron. Talkers are no good doers.Shakespeare. O frail estate of human things.Dryden. Reckless youth makes rueful age.Moore.

Affectation is certain deformity.Blair. They always talk who never think.Prior. The clergy are as like as peas.Emerson. Much rain wears the marble.Shakespeare. Revolutions never go backwards.Emerson. Human science is uncertain guess.Prior. Time stoops to no man's lure.Swinburne. Time is the wisest councillor.Pericles. To bear is to conquer our fate.Campbell. Idiots only may be cozened twice.Dryden. Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.Tennyson. Genius speaks only to genius.Stanislaus. To speak of love is to make love.Balzac. Love reasons without reason.Shakespeare. The poetry of earth is never dead.Keats. When pride thaws look for floods.Bailey. I take memorandums of the schools.Swift. Give thy thoughts no tongue.Shakespeare. Silence gives consent.Goldsmith.[Pg 239] The fewer words the better prayer.Luther. Desires are the pulse of the soul.Manton. Doubt is hell in the human soul.Gasparin. Nothing ages like laziness.Bulwer-Lytton. What can idle laws do with morals?Horace. The religion of humanity is love.Mazzini. Modesty is still a provocation.Poincelot. A land rejoicing and a people blest.Pope. Beholding heaven, and feeling hell.Moore. Repentance is second innocence.De Bonald. Blest tears of soul-felt penitence.Moore. Nothing so beautiful as truth.Des Cartes. Idle time not idly spent.Sir Henry Wotton. Proverbs are potted wisdom.Charles Buxton. Doing nothing with a deal of skill.Cowper. Strike if you will, but hear.Themistocles. Only they conquer love who run away.Carew. Love is the loadstone of love.Mrs. Osgood. Nature is the best posture-master.Emerson. Demoniac frenzy, moping melancholy.Milton. Money, the life-blood of the nation.Swift. Mysterious veil of brightness made.Butler. The offender never pardons.George Herbert. A man of pleasure is a man of pains.Young. Self-command is the main elegance.Emerson. He prayeth best who loveth best.Coleridge. Prejudice is the reason of fools.Voltaire. Truth severe, by fairy fiction drest.Gray. Sensibility is the power of woman.Lavater. The unspoken word never does harm.Kossuth. Truth severe, by fairy fiction drest.Gray. Short retirement urges sweet return.Milton. Courage.God holds with the strong.Mazzini. Immemorial custom is transcendent law.Menu. Custom doth make dotards of us all.Carlyle. Too early fitted for a better state.Dryden. Pining and sickening at another's joy.Ovid. The mighty hopes that make us men.Tennyson. Love makes all things possible.Shakespeare. Lies exist only to be extinguished.Carlyle. All looks yellow to the jaundiced eye.Pope.

Sweetest Shakespeare, fancy's child.Milton. Every man has his devilish minutes.Lavater. In woman's eye the unanswerable tear.Byron. The kind oblation of a falling tear.Dryden. Tell zeal it lacks devotion.Sir W. Raleigh. Breed is stronger than pasture.George Eliot. Art does not imitate, but interpret.Mazzini. 'Tis late before the brave despair.Thompson. Concentration alone conquers.Charles Buxton. The critic eye, that microscope of wit.Pope. The mockery of unquiet slumbers.Shakespeare. The back-door robs the house.George Herbert. Still I am learning.Motto of Michael Angelo. This world belongs to the energetic.Emerson. I am wrapped in dismal thinking.Shakespeare. Enthusiasm is supernatural serenity.Thoreau. Grant me honest fame, or grant me none.Pope. The false fire of an overheated mind.Cowper. A mask of gold hides all deformities.Dekker. A loving heart is the truest wisdom.Dickens. There is no calamity like ignorance.Richter. The nurse of infidelity is sensuality.Cecil. Justice delayed is justice denied.Gladstone. The lips of a fool swallow up himself.Bible. Love is an Oriental despot.Madame Swetchine. A lazy frost, a numbness of the mind.Dryden. Sable-vested night, eldest of things.Milton. Night, when deep sleep falleth on men.Bible. All originality is estrangement.G. H. Lawes. Wisdom married to immortal verse.Wordsworth. The soul shares not the body's rest.Maturin. Toleration is the best religion.Victor Hugo. Violence does even justice unjustly.Carlyle. Virtue is voluntary, vice involuntary.Plato. Knowledge comes but wisdom lingers.Tennyson. Wisdom married to immortal verse.Wordsworth. Age.Wrinkles are the tomb of love.Sarros in. Keep cool and you command everybody.St. Just. Beauty.The beautiful is always severe.Sgur. The worst of mad men is a saint run mad.Pope. For I am nothing if not critical.Shakespeare. Heaven gives its favorites early death.Byron. Lack of desire is the greatest riches.Seneca. Experience, the shroud of illusions.De Finod. Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.Tennyson. One Csar lives,a thousand are forgot!Young. Paradise is open to all kind hearts.Branger. Eden revives in the first kiss of love.Byron. Stolen kisses are always sweetest.Leigh Hunt. The cradle and the tomb, alas! so nigh.Prior. The pale complexion of true love.Shakespeare. Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.Milton. Man, I tell you, is a vicious animal.Molire. Hanging and wiving go by destiny.Shakespeare. No canvas absorbs color like memory.Willmott. He of his port was meek as is a maid.Chaucer. Modesty is the conscience of the body.Balzac. Truth shines the brighter clad in verse.Pope. Prosperity lets go the bridle.George Herbert. At twenty, every one is republican.Lamartine.

Thou shining supplement of public laws!Young. Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep.Alcott. A temperate style is alone classical.Joubert. Victory.Victory or Westminster Abbey.Nelson. Civil wars leave nothing but tombs.Lamartine. Season your admiration for awhile.Shakespeare. Constancy is the chimera of love.Vauvenargues. Beautiful tyrant! Fiend angelical!Shakespeare. Debt.He that dies pays all debts.Shakespeare. Do the duty which lies nearest to thee.Goethe. Foppery is the egotism of clothes.Victor Hugo. They never pardon who commit the wrong.Dryden. Nothing is so expensive as glory.Sydney Smith. Gold all is not that doth golden seem.Spenser. The grave where even the great find rest.Pope. The more haste ever the worst speed.Churchill. Inconstancy.The catching court disease.Otway. There is no courage but in innocence.Southern. Virtue's guard is Labor, ease her sleep.Tasso. Love and a cough cannot be hid.George Herbert. All manners take a tincture from our own.Pope. Moon.The silver empress of the night.Tickell. We, by art, unteach what Nature taught.Dryden. Novelty is the great-parent of pleasure.South. Doubt whom you will, but never yourself.Bove. Sin is disease, deformity, and weakness.Plato. Vanity is the quicksand of reason.George Sand. All bow to virtue and then walk away.De Finod. Temperate anger well becomes the wise.Philemon. Brother, brother, we are both in the wrong.Gay. A lovely girl is above all rank.Charles Buxton. Cynicism is old at twenty.Bulwer-Lytton.[Pg 56] There is not a moment without some duty.Cicero. Demons in act, but gods at least in face.Byron. For which we bear to live, or dare to die.Pope. Plenteous joys, wanton in fullness.Shakespeare. Our ideas are transformed sensations.Condillac. In idleness there is perpetual despair.Carlyle. God's mill grinds slow but sure.George Herbert. Dear as remembered kisses after death.Tennyson. We never live, but we ever hope to live.Pascal. Love supreme defies all sophistry.George Eliot. And fondly mourn the dear delusions gone.Prior. The mind is the atmosphere of the soul.Joubert. Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.Milton. The few that pray at all pray oft amiss.Cowper. The kind refresher of the summer heats.Thomson. Feeling loves a subdued light.Madame Swetchine. Cradle of the rude imperious surge.Shakespeare. Skepticism.Skepticism is slow suicide.Emerson. And weep the more, because I weep in vain.Gray. Sorrow more beautiful than beauty's self.Keats. They talk most who have the least to say.Prior. All our tastes are but reminiscences.Lamartine. Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.Shakespeare. Her step is music and her voice is song.Bailey. Above all, gentlemen, no heat.Talleyrand.[Pg 13] A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.Byron. God's finger touched him, and he slept.Tennyson. The fickle pensioners of Morpheus' train.Milton.

Ladies, whose bright eyes rain influence.Milton. Fortune makes folly her peculiar care.Churchill. Fortune.Fortune loves only the young.Charles V. No one is a hero to his valet.Madame de Svign. In humility imitate Jesus and Socrates.Franklin. Illusion is the first of all pleasures.Voltaire. Life's short summerman is but a flower.Johnson. Little things are great to little men.Goldsmith. Married in haste, we repent at leisure.Congreve. Pardon.Pardon is the virtue of victory.Mazzini. The passions are the voice of the body.Rousseau. Punishment is lame, but it comes.George Herbert. The most inhibited sin in the canon.Shakespeare. Fair-handed Spring unbosoms every grace.Thomson. Nothing dries sooner than a tear.George Herbert. Teeth.Teeth like falling snow for white.Cowley. To see the world is to judge the judges.Joubert. Violence.Nothing good comes of violence.Luther. Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave.Herrick. Avarice is more unlovely than mischievous.Landor. Every braggart shall be found an ass.Shakespeare. The truly brave are soft of heart and eyes.Byron. Comparison.All comparisons are odious.Cervantes. Courage our greatest failings does supply.Waller. Silence is the severest criticism.Charles Buxton. Superlatives are diminutives, and weaken.Emerson. The worst of faces still is a human face.Lavater. All great men are in some degree inspired.Cicero. Goodness thinks no ill where no ill seems.Milton. Despair alone makes guilty men be bold.Coleridge. Imitation.Imitators are a servile race.Fontaine. Intemperance is a great decayer of beauty.Junius. Likeness.Like, but oh, how different!Wordsworth. Past.Let the dead past bury its dead.Longfellow. I take sanctuary in an honest mediocrity.Bruyre. Poets are far rarer births than kings.Ben Jonson. Few save the poor feel for the poor.L. E. Landon. Such words as Heaven alone is fit to hear.Dryden. Solicitude is the audience-chamber of God.Landor. Shame.Nature's hasty conscience.Maria Edgeworth. Silence in times of suffering is the best.Dryden. Our foster nurse of nature is repose.Shakespeare. Reverences stand in awe of yourself.Sydney Smith. Tediousness.The sin of excessive length.Shirley. Error tolerates, truth condemns.Fernan Caballero. Victory belongs to the most persevering.Napoleon. Choose an author as you choose a friend.Roscommon. Aspiring beggary is wretchedness itself.Goldsmith. Compassion.The dew of compassion is a tear.Byron. Fancy and pride seek things at vast expense.Young. Judges and senates have been bought for gold.Pope. Robed in the long night of her deep hair.Tennyson. The way to bliss lies not on beds of down.Quarles. Ink.A drop of ink may make a million think.Byron. Light has spread, and even bayonets think.Kossuth. O Luxury! Thou curst of heaven's decree.Goldsmith. He that is down needs fear no fall.Bunyan.[Pg 175] Obedience.To obey is better than sacrifice.Bible. Each one sees what he carries in his heart.Goethe. Rest is the sweet sauce of labor.Plutarch.[Pg 226]

The smile that was childlike and bland.Bret Harte. Who think too little and who talk too much.Dryden. A delicate thought is a flower of the mind.Rollin. Time makes more converts than reason.Thomas Paine. Want.Nothing makes men sharper than want.Addison. Nothing to build and all things to destroy.Dryden. Agreeable advice is seldom useful advice.Massillon. The glow of the angel in woman.Mrs. Balfour.[Pg 31] When a new book comes out I read an old one.Rogers. Chance generally favors the prudent.Joubert.[Pg 36] What we frankly give, forever is our own.Granville. Where children are there is the golden age.Novalis. Ere fancy you consult, consult your purse.Franklin. Let error be an infirmity and not a crime.Castelar. Fiction.Truth severe, by fairy fiction drest.Gray. Sweet speaking oft a currish heart reclaims.Sidney. Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.Pope. Gossip.A long-tongued babbling gossip.Shakespeare. Lives spent in indolence, and therefore sad.Cowper. Learning makes a man fit company for himself.Young. Man lives only to shiver and perspire.Sydney Smith. Memory is the scribe of the soul.Aristotle.[Pg 172] Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.Shakespeare. Money.Wisdom, knowledge, powerall combined.Byron. The meek-ey'd morn appears, mother of dews.Thomson. The grave of human misery.Alfred de Musset.[Pg 187] Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.Shakespeare. Praise undeserved is satire in disguise.Broadhurst. Rainbow.That smiling daughter of the storm.Colton. Our sadness is not sad, but our cheap joys.Thoreau.