There is a healthful hardiness about real dignity that never dreads contact and communion with others however humble. – Washington Irving
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart. – Washington Irving
The scholar only knows how dear these silent, yet eloquent, companions of pure thoughts and innocent hours become in the season of adversity. When all that is worldly turns to dross around us, these only retain their steady value. – Washington Irving
Temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. – Washington Irving