Kisses honeyed by oblivion.

People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes.

Much of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.

... one's own faults are always a heavy chain to drag through life and one can't help groaning under the weight now and then.

But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

The moment of finding a fellow-creature is often as full of mingled doubt and exultation, as the moment of finding an idea.

The best happiness will be to escape the worst misery.