Our vanities differ as our noses do: all conceit is not the same conceit, but varies in correspondence with the minutiae of mental make in which one of us differs from another.

It's all one web, sir. The prosperity of the country is one web.

But with regard to critical occasions, it often happens that all moments seem comfortably remote until the last.

Uncomfortable thoughts must be got rid of by good intentions for the future.

There are characters which are continually creating collisions and nodes for themselves in dramas which nobody is prepared to act with them. Their susceptibilities will clash against objects that remain innocently quiet.

When what is good comes of age, and is likely to live, there is reason for rejoicing.

Where Jack isn't safe, Tom's in danger.