There are various orders of beauty, causing men to make fools of themselves in various styles, from the desperate to the sheepish; but there is one order of beauty which seems made to turn the heads not only of men, but of all intelligent mammals, even of women. It is a beauty like that of kittens, or very small downy ducks making gentle rippling noises with their soft bills, or babies just beginning to toddle and to engage in conscious mischief — a beauty with which you can never be angry, but that you feel ready to crush for inability to comprehend the state of mind into which it throws you.

We have no right to come forward and urge wider changes for good, until we have tried to alter the evils which lie under our own hands.

Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.

What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.

Joy is the best of wine.

Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far, The voice divine of human loyalty.

What courage and patience are wanted for every life that aims to produce anything!