Nowadays a parlor maid as ignorant as Queen Victoria was when she came to the throne would be classed as mentally defective.

The heretic is always better dead. And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.

Justice is justice though it's always delayed and finally done only by mistake.

That is what all poets do: they talk to themselves out loud; and the world overhears them. But it's horribly lonely not to hear someone else talk sometimes.

Remember that you are a human being with a soul and the divine gift of articulate speech: that your native language is the language of Shakespeare and Milton and The Bible; and don't sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon.

We all go about longing for love: it is the first need of our natures, the loudest cry of our hearts.

Life contains but two tragedies. One is not to get your heart's desire; the other is to get it.