There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.

But most of us are apt to settle within ourselves that the man who blocks our way is odious, and not to mind causing him a little of the disgust which his personality excites in ourselves.

When I married Humphrey I made up my mind to like sermons, and I set out by liking the end very much. That soon spread to the middle and the beginning, because I couldn't have the end without them.

Memory, when duly impregnated with ascertained facts, is sometimes surprisingly fertile.

The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.

Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.

Blameless people are always the most exasperating.