Where Jack isn't safe, Tom's in danger.

There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.

[It is easier] to quell emotion than to incur the consequences of venting it.

Our passions do not live apart in locked chambers but dress in their small wardrobe of notions, bring their provisions to a common table and mess together, feeding out of the common store according to their appetite.

Children demand that their heroes should be freckle less, and easily believe them so: perhaps a first discovery to the contrary is less revolutionary shock to a passionate child than the threatened downfall of habitual beliefs which makes the world seem to totter for us in maturer life.

Of what use, however, is a general certainty that an insect will not walk with his head hindmost, when what you need to know is the play of inward stimulus that sends him hither and thither in a network of possible paths?

What courage and patience are wanted for every life that aims to produce anything!