In all private quarrels the duller nature is triumphant by reason of dullness.
Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.
The tale of the Divine Pity was never yet believed from lips that were not felt to be moved by human pity.
When you get me a good man made out of arguments, I will get you a good dinner with reading you the cookery book.
Wise books For half the truths they hold are honored tombs.
All the learnin' my father ever paid for was a bit o' birch at one end and the alphabet at th ' other.