Samuel Rogers Quotes

I lived to write, and wrote to live.

Long on the wave reflected lustres of play.

It doesn't much signify whom one marries, for one is sure to find next morning that it was someone else.

When a new book is published, read an old one.

To know her was to love her.

The soul of music slumbers in the shell Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour A thousand melodies unheard before!

Think nothing done while aught remains to do.