Scepticismcan never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill.

There is a great deal of unmapped country within us.

Affection is the broadest basis of a good life.

We all remember epochs in our experience when some dear expectation dies, or some new motive is born.

It is impossible, to me at least, to be poetical in cold weather.

Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.

You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.