Acquaintance many, and conquaintance few, But for inquaintance I know only two - The friend I've wept and the maid I woo

Sir, I look upon every day to be lost, in which I do not make a new acquaintance

Admiration begins where acquaintance ceases

Poetry: the best words in the best order.

I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; poetry = the best words in the best order

If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake - Aye, what then?