Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.

Money and titles may be hereditary," she would say, "but brains are not,".

We must prove to the world that we are all nincompoops

...but in every century, and ever since England has been what it is, an Englishman has always felt somewhat ashamed of his own emotion and of his own sympathy.

She said nothing, and Sir Andrew, too, was silent, yet those two young people understood one another, as young people have a way of doing all the world over, and have done since the world began.

Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.

Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when it is crushed.