Of two evils choose the prettier.

In December people give no thought to the Past or the Future. They thing only of the Present.

... as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the ideal library is in the wish of its maker.

Contentment is the result of a limited imagination.

musicians rarely have a sense of humour, at least, about themselves.

I don't care very much for literary shrines and hauntsI knew a woman in London who boasted that she had lodgings from the windows of which she could throw a stone into Carlyle's yard. And when I said, "Why throw a stone into Carlyle's yard?" she looked at me as if I were an imbecile and changed the subject.

I view askance a book that remains undisturbed for a year. Oughtn't it to have a ticket of leave? I think I may safely say no bookin my library remains unopened a year at a time, except my own works and Tennyson's.