To-morrow is ah, whose?

It is not work that kills, but "worry."

The life of action is nobler than the life of thought.

This is practically the language used to fallen women, and chiefly by their own sex: "God may forgive you, but we never can!" - a declaration which, however common, in spirit if not in substance, is, when one comes to analyse it, unparalleled in its arrogance of blasphemy. That for a single offence, however grave, a whole life should be blasted, is a doctrine repugnant even to Nature's own dealings in the visible world.

Better no marriage, than a marriage short of the best.

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

... it does not do to tell great people anything unpleasant.