Many an irritating fault, many an unlovely oddity, has come of a hard sorrow.

The floods of nonsense printed in the form of critical opinions seem to me a chief curse of the times, a chief obstacle to true culture.

The beauty of a lovely woman is like music.

More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us.

I desire no future that will break the ties of the past.

There are glances of hatred that stab, and raise no cry of murder.

What business has an old bachelor like that to marry?' said Sir James. 'He has one foot in the grave.' 'He means to draw it out again, I suppose.