I'm not denyin' the women are foolish. God Almighty made 'em to match the men.

In spite of his practical ability, some of his experience had petrified into maxims and quotations.

O the anguish of the thought that we can never atone to our dead for the stinted affection we gave them.

I like breakfast-time better than any other moment in the day. No dust has settled on one's mind then, and it presents a clear mirror to the rays of things.

And when a woman's will is as strong as the man's who wants to govern her, half her strength must be concealment.

What quarrel, what harshness, what unbelief in each other can subsist in the presence of a great calamity, when all the artificial vesture of our life is gone, and we are all one with each other in primitive mortal needs?

The vainest woman is never thoroughly conscious of her beauty till she is loved by the man who sets her own passion vibrating in return.