I do like a little romance... just a sniff, as I call it, of the rocks and valleys. Of course, bread-and-cheese is the real thing. The rocks and valleys are no good at all, if you haven't got that.

There is no human bliss equal to twelve hours of work with only six hours in which to do it.

It is hard to rescue a man from the slough of luxury and idleness combined. If anything can do it, it is a cradle filled annually.

It has now become the doctrine of a large clan of politicians that political honesty is unnecessary, slow, subversive of a man's interests, and incompatible with quick onward movement.

I have no ambition to surprise my reader. Castles with unknown passages are not compatible with my homely muse.

When a man is ill nothing is so important to him as his own illness.

A fellow oughtn't to let his family property go to pieces.