When one is five-and-twenty, one has not chalk-stones at one's finger-ends that the touch of a handsome girl should be entirely indifferent.

You must love your work, and not be always looking over the edge of it, wanting your play to begin. And the other is, you must not be ashamed of your work, and think it would be more honorable to you to be doing something else. You must have a pride in your own work and in learning to do it well.

It is a wonderful subduer, this need of love-this hunger of the heart-as peremptory as that other hunger by which Nature forces us to submit to the yoke, and change the face of the world.

One couldn't carry on life comfortably without a little blindness to the fact that everything has been said better than we can put it ourselves.

The best travel is that which one can take by one's own fireside. In memory or imagination.

It is not true that a man's intellectual power is, like the strength of a timber beam, to be measured by its weakest point.

What is your religion? I mean-not what you know about religion but the belief that helps you most?