The first condition of human goodness is something to love; the second, something to reverence.

Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.

It is always chilling, in friendly intercourse, to say you have no opinion to give.

We are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed very comfortably and perhaps been staring at us in private while we have been making up our world entirely without it.

Ignorance is not so damnable as humbug, but when it prescribes pills it may happen to do more harm.

A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills.

Keep true, never be ashamed of doing right.