We are on a perilous margin when we begin to look passively at our future selves, and see our own figures led with dull consent into insipid misdoing and shabby achievement.

As they who make Good luck a god count all unlucky men.

Hurt, he'll never be hurt--he's made to hurt other people.

I am influenced at the present time by far higher considerations and by a nobler idea of duty than I ever was when I held the Evangelical belief.

For we all of us, grave or light, get our thoughts entangled in metaphors, and act fatally on the strength of them.

There's many a good bit o' work done with a sad heart.

Marriage is so unlike everything else. There is something even awful in the nearness it brings. Even if we loved someone else better than - than those we were married to, it would be no use. I mean, marriage drinks up all our power of giving or getting any blessedness in that sort of love. I know it may be very dear, but it murders our marriage, and then the marriage stays with us like a murder, and everything else is gone.