A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman's love, however badly he may have treated her.

Art in the blood is liable to take the strangest forms.

Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth.

Heaven, too, was very near to them in those days. God's direct agency was to be seen in the thunder and the rainbow, the whirlwind and the lightning. To the believer, clouds of angels and confessors, and martyrs, armies of the sainted and the saved, were ever stooping over their struggling brethren upon earth, raising, encouraging, and supporting them.

When you have one of the first brains of Europe up against you, and all the powers of darkness at his back, there are infinite possibilities.

Holy Men! Holy Cabbages! Holy Bean Pods! What do they do but live and suck in sustenance and grow fat?

Should I ever marry, Watson, I should hope to inspire my wife with some feeling which would prevent her from being walked off by a housekeeper when my corpse was lying within a few yards of her.