Much of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.

For we all of us, grave or light, get our thoughts entangled in metaphors, and act fatally on the strength of them.

To superficial observers his chin had too vanishing an aspect, looking as if it were being gradually reabsorbed. And it did indeed cause him some difficulty about the fit of his satin stocks, for which chins were at that time useful.

It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.

Marriage is so unlike everything else. There is something even awful in the nearness it brings. Even if we loved someone else better than - than those we were married to, it would be no use. I mean, marriage drinks up all our power of giving or getting any blessedness in that sort of love. I know it may be very dear, but it murders our marriage, and then the marriage stays with us like a murder, and everything else is gone.

Might, could, would - they are contemptible auxiliaries.

Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.