There's things to put up wi' in ivery place, an' you may change an' change an' not better yourself when all's said an' done.

Hobbies are apt to run away with us, you know; it doesn't do to be run away with. We must keep the reins.

Cruelty, like every other vice, requires no motive outside of itself; it only requires opportunity.

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

Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending.

I think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left.

But if Maggie had been that young lady, you would probably have known nothing about her: her life would have had so few vicissitudes that it could hardly have been written; for the happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.