College mostly makes people like bladders-just good for nothing but t'hold the stuff as is poured into 'em.

Ignorance gives one a large range of probabilities.

It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a man's death hallows him anew to us; as if life were not sacred too.

... it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.

even those who call themselves 'intimate' know very little about each other - hardly ever know just how a sorrow is felt, and hurt each other by their very attempts at sympathy or consolation. We can bear no hand on our bruises.

Education was almost entirely a matter of luck — usually of ill-luck — in those distant days.

There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence.