Occupation: Writer Birth: November 29, 1799 Death: March 4, 1888
Despair snuffs the sun from the firmament..
Where there is a mother in the home, matters go well..
Our favorites are few; since only what rises from the heart reaches it, being caught and carried on the tongues of men wheresoever love and letters j….
A true teacher defends his students against his own personal influences..
A work of real merit finds favor at last..
The fable runs that the gods mix our pains and pleasure in one cup, and thus mingle for us the adulterate immortality which we alone are permitted he….
Of books in our time the variety is so voluminous, and they follow so fast from the press, that one must be a swift reader to acquaint himself even w….
Labor humanizes, exalts..
Love is the key to felicity, nor is there a heaven to any who love not. We enter Paradise through its gates only..