I can never bring you to realize the importance of sleeves, the suggestiveness of thumb-nails, or the great issues that may hang from a boot-lace.

Jealousy is a strange transformer of characters.

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

Anything is better than stagnation.

I should dearly love that the world should be ever so little better for my presence. Even on this small stage we have our two sides, and something might be done by throwing all one's weight on the scale of breadth, tolerance, charity, temperance, peace, and kindliness to man and beast. We can't all strike very big blows, and even the little ones count for something.

Even the best of us are thrown off some- times.

Picnics are very dear to those who are in the first stage of the tender passion.