246 Quotes by Christian N. Bovee

The heart contracts as the pocket expands.

There is, indeed, no wild beast more to be dreaded than a communicative man having nothing to communicate.

Merit is never so conspicuous as when coupled with an obscure origin, just as the moon never appears so lustrous as when it emerges from a cloud.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

It is easier to die bravely than to live so.

Melancholy sees the worst of things, things as they may be, and not as they are. It looks upon a beautiful face, and sees but a grinning skull.

There are ceremonious bows that repel one like a cudgel.

Men, like musical instruments, seem made to be played upon.

A profusion of fancies and quotations is out of place in a love-letter. True feeling is always direct, and never deviates into by-ways to cull flowers of rhetoric.