I saw old autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence. — Thomas Hood
Lives of great men oft remind us as we o’er their pages turn, that we too may leave behind us – letters that we ought to burn. — Thomas Hood
Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther. — Thomas Hood
That a man be willing, when others are so too, as far forth as for peace and defence of himself — Thomas Hood
There are three things which the public will always clamor for, sooner or later: namely, novelty, novelty, novelty. — Thomas Hood