People always overdo the matter when they attempt deception.

You want to hate somebody, if you can, just to keep your powers of discrimination bright, and to save yourself from becoming a mere mush of good-nature.

The tenure of a literary reputation is the most uncertain and fluctuating of all.

There is no moment of delight in any pilgrimage like the beginning of it.

Nothing is worth reading that does not require an alert mind.

One discovers a friend by chance, and cannot but feel regret that 20 or 30 years of life may have been spent without the least knowledge of him.

It is difficult to be emphatic when no one is emphatic on the other side.