Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on.

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.

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.

Of new acquaintances one can never be sure because one likes them one day that it will be so the next. Of old friends one is sure that it will be the same yesterday, today, and forever.

We are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.

There is a sort of human paste that when it comes near the fire of enthusiasm is only baked into harder shape.

To know intense joy without a strong bodily frame, one must have an enthusiastic soul.