� Music is the universal mind of mankind poetry their universal pastime and delight �.

   � It is only curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought. Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery, we build where monsters used to hide themselves �.

   � Art is revelation of man, and not merely that, but likewise the revelation of nature, speaking through man �

   � Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak �

   � The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy �.

   � Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted �

    " Sometimes we learn more from a man�s errors, than from his virtues "

  � You know what I say and  what I think and nothing more and less. I cannot say one thing and mean another �.