This is a puzzling world, and Old Harry's got a finger in it.

But, bless us, things may be lovable that are not altogether handsome, I hope?

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

The commonest man, who has his ounce of sense and feeling, is conscious of the difference between a lovely, delicate woman and a coarse one. Even a dog feels a difference in her presence.

Shall we, because we walk on our hind feet, assume to ourselves only the privilege of imperishability?

What is your religion? I mean-not what you know about religion but the belief that helps you most?

I will to make life less bitter for a few within my reach.