Like all born politicians, their eye was for the main chance rather than for the argument, and they found it easier to forswear a conviction than to forego a comfort.

[Reformers] might be classified as a distinct species having eyes in the back of their heads.

But, of course only morons would ever think or speak of themselves as intellectuals. That's why they all look so sad.

The nearer she came to death, the more, by some perversity of nature, did she enjoy living.

Tilling the fertile soil of man's vanity.

women love with their imagination and men with their senses.

And where was happiness if it sprung not from the soil? Where contentment if it dwelt not near to Nature?