Once suspicion is aroused, every thing feeds it.
... trouble of all kinds is voluble, and has plenty of words, but happiness was never written down.
Oh, the soul keeps its youth!
the breed is more than the pasture. As you know, the cuckoo lays her eggs in any bird's nest; it may be hatched among blackbirds or robins or thrushes, but it is always a cuckoo. ... a man cannot deliver himself from his ancestors.
Spiritual favors are not always to be looked for, and not always to be relied on.
... if fiction does not show us a better life than reality, what is the good of it?