The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning - first fallen flake of the coming snows of age - is a disagreeable thing.

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

A single soul is richer than all the worlds.

I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.

If a man is worth knowing at all, he is worth knowing well.

A tender sadness drops upon my soul, like the soft twilight dropping on the world.

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.