But if Maggie had been that young lady, you would probably have known nothing about her: her life would have had so few vicissitudes that it could hardly have been written; for the happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.

No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.

You may try — but you can never imagine what it is to have a man's force of genius in you, and yet to suffer the slavery of being a girl.

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

Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far, The voice divine of human loyalty.

Well, well, my boy, if good luck knocks at your door, don't you put your head out at window and tell it to be gone about its business, that's all.

No man is matriculated to the art of life till he has been well tempted.