The early months of marriage often are times of critical tumult,--whether that of a shrimp pool or of deeper water,--which afterwards subside into cheerful peace.

Souls live on in perpetual echoes.

Man cannot choose his duties.

What is your religion? I mean-not what you know about religion but the belief that helps you most?

Oh may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence.

A peasant can no more help believing in a traditional superstition than a horse can help trembling when be sees a camel.

A medical man likes to make psychological observations, and sometimes in the pursuit of such studies is too easily tempted into momentous prophecy which life and death easily set at nought.