I could not without vile hypocrisy and a miserable truckling to the smile of the world ... profess to join in worship which I wholly disapprove.

The best travel is that which one can take by one's own fireside. In memory or imagination.

There are answers which, in turning away wrath, only send it to the other end of the room.

What a different result one gets by changing the metaphor!

I am open to conviction on all points except dinner and debts. I hold that the one must be eaten and the other paid.

There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence. There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder; robberies that leave man or woman for ever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer --committed to no sound except that of low moans in the night, seen in no writing except that made on the face by the slow months of suppressed anguish and early morning tears. Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear.

One has to spend many years in learning how to be happy.