Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

A good solid bit of work lasts.

The idea of duty--that recognition of something to be lived for beyond the mere satisfaction of self--is to the moral life what the addition of a great central ganglion is to animal life.

One way of getting an idea of our fellow-countrymen's miseries is to go and look at their pleasures.

Pity that consequences are determined not by excuses but by actions!

Our instructed vagrancy, which has hardly time to linger by the hedgerows, but runs away early to the tropics, and is at home with palms and banyans - which is nourished on books of travel, and stretches the theatre of its imagination to the Zambesi.