Your dunce who can't do his sums always has a taste for the infinite.

Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts—not to hurt others.

Don't seem to he on the lookout for crows, else you'll set other people watching.

If a woman's young and pretty, I think you can see her good looks all the better for her being plainly dressed.

It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a person's death consecrates him or her anew to us. It is as if life were not sacred too, as if it were comparatively a small thing to fail in love and reverence to the brother or sister who has to climb the whole toilsome mountain with us. It seems as if all our tears and tenderness were due to the one who is spared that hard journey.

There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but a hatred of all injury.

Better spend an extra hundred or two on your son's education, than leave it him in your will.