Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts—not to hurt others.

to my thinking, it is more pitiable to bore than to be bored.

That quiet mutual gaze of a trusting husband and wife is like the first moment of rest or refuge from a great weariness or a great danger-not to be interfered with by speech or action which would distract the sensations from the fresh enjoyment of repose.

There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.

Worldly faces never look so worldly as at a funeral.

There is no short-cut no patent tram-road, to wisdom. After all the centuries of invention, the soul's path lies through the thorny wilderness which must still be trodden in solitude, with bleeding feet, with sobs for help, as it was trodden by them of old time.

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