Quotes from James Henry Leigh Hunt

Affection, like melancholy, magnifies trifles; but the magnifying of the one is like looking through a telescope at heavenly objects; that of the other, like enlarging monsters with a microscope.

Night's deepest gloom is but a calm; that soothes the weary mind: The labored days restoring balm; the comfort of mankind.

Sympathizing and selfish people are alike, both given to tears.

The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.

Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.