The memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.

If you had a table spread for a feast, and was making merry with your friends, you would think it was kind to let me come and sit down and rejoice with you, because you'd think I should to share those good things; but I should better to share in your trouble and your labour.

Explain! Tell a man to explain how he dropped into hell! Explain my preference! I never had a PREFERENCE for her, any more than I have a preference for breathing. No other woman exists by the side of her. I would rather touch her hand if it were dead, than I would touch any other woman's living.

'Tis God gives skill, but not without men's hand: He could not make Antonio Stradivarius's violins without Antonio.

I am not resigned: I am not sure life is long enough to learn that lesson.

Scepticismcan never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill.

She was no longer struggling against the perception of facts, but adjusting herself to their clearest perception.