An unsophisticated forecaster uses statistics as a drunken man uses lamp-posts - for support rather than for illumination.

Why should I laugh?' asked the old man. 'Madness in youth is true wisdom. Go, young man, follow your dream, and if you do not find the happiness that you seek, at any rate you will have had the happiness of seeking it.

I'd leave all the hurry, the noise, and the fray, for a house full of books, and a garden of flowers.

Again, if there are really no fairies, why do people believe in them, all over the world? The ancient Greeks believed, so did the old Egyptians, and the Hindoos, and the Red Indians, and is it likely, if there are no fairies, that so many different peoples would have seen and heard them?

A book is a friend whose face is constantly changing. If you read it when you are recovering from an illness, and return to it years after, it is changed surely, with the change in yourself.

You can cover a great deal of country in books.

He missed an invaluable opportunity to hold his tongue.