It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops

There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.

... learning to love any one is like an increase of property, -- it increases care, and brings many new fears lest precious things should come to harm.

There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.

I've been turning it over in after-dinner speeches, but it looks awkward-it's not what people are used to-it wants a good deal of Latin to make it go down.

The yoke a man creates for himself by wrong-doing will breed hate in the kindliest nature.

If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.