A man in public life expects to be sneered at -- it is the fault of his elevated situation, and not of himself.

It's in vain to recall the past, unless it works some influence upon the present.

... she indulged in melancholy - that cheapest and most accessible of luxuries.

Anything that makes a noise is satisfactory to a crowd.

He lowered the window, and looked out at the rising sun. There was a ridge of ploughed land, with a plough upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked; beyond, a quiet coppice-wood, in which many leaves of burning red and golden yellow still remained upon the trees. Though the earth was cold and wet, the sky was clear, and the sun rose bright, placid, and beautiful.

"And when you had made sure of the poor little fool," said my aunt - "God forgive me that I should call her so, and she gone where YOU won't go in a hurry - because you had not done wrong enough to her and hers, you must begin to train her, must you? begin to break her, like a poor caged bird, and wear her deluded life away, in teaching her to sing YOUR notes?"

Friendship? Yes Please.