A secret at home is like rocks under tide.

A true test of friendship, to sit or walk with a friend for an hour in perfect silence , without wearying of one another's company.

Do your neighbour good by all means in your power, moral as well as physical - by kindness, by patience, by unflinching resistance against every outward evil - by the silent preaching of your own contrary life. But if the only good you can do him is by talking at him, or about him - nay, even to him, if it be in a self-satisfied, super-virtuous style - such as I earnestly hope the present writer is not doing - you had much better leave him alone.

Now, I have nothing to say against uncles in general. They are usually very excellent people, and very convenient to little boys and girls.

according to the old joke, married people are often like little boys bathing, who cry with chattering teeth to the boys on the shore, 'Do come in, it's so warm' - it is not always warm.

It is astonishing what a lot of odd minutes one can catch during the day, if one really sets about it.

There is no sorrow under heaven which is, or ought to be, endless. To believe or to make it so, is an insult to Heaven itself.