People who can't be witty exert themselves to be devout and affectionate.

That golden sky, which was the doubly blessed symbol of advancing day and of approaching rest.

A bachelor's children are always young: they're immortal children - always lisping, waddling, helpless, and with a chance of turning out good.

There was no gleam, no shadow, for the heavens, too, were one still, pale cloud; no sound or motion in anything but the dark river that flowed and moaned like an unresting sorrow.

It's well known there's always two sides, if no more.

There is hardly any contact more depressing to a young ardent creature than that of a mind in which years full of knowledge seem to have issued in a blank absence of interest or sympathy.

Husbands are an inferior class of men, who require keeping in order.