Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest.

I love words; they are the quoits, the bows, the staves that furnish the gymnasium of the mind.

But she took her husband's jokes and joviality as patiently as everything else, considering that "men would be so", and viewing the stronger sex in the light of animals whom it had pleased Heaven to make naturally troublesome, like bulls and turkey-cocks.

It's no use filling your pocket with money if you have got a hole in the corner.

Our consciousness rarely registers the beginning of a growth within us any more than without us; there have been many circulation of the sap before we detect the smallest sign of the bud.

There's folks 'ud stand on their heads and then say the fault was i' their boots.

The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.