To wheedle and coax is safer than to command.

There are great books in this world and great worlds in books.

It is a hard, embittering thing to have one's kind feelings and good intentions cast back in one's teeth.

My heart is too thoroughly dried to be broken in a hurry, and I mean to live as long as I can.

I cannot get him to write or speak in real, solid earnest. I don't much mind it now, but if it be always so, what shall I do with the serious part of myself?

I possess the faculty of enjoying the company of those I - of my friends as well in silence as in conversation.

Keep guard over your eyes and ears as the inlets of your heart, and over your lips as the outlets, lest they betray you in a moment of unwariness.