The best augury of a man's success in his profession is that he thinks it the finest in the world.

What novelty is worth that sweet monotony where everything is known, and loved because it is known?

... one always believes one's own town to be more stupid than any other.

to my thinking, it is more pitiable to bore than to be bored.

We are all of us imaginative in some form or other, for images are the brood of desire.

There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.

What furniture can give such finish to a room as a tender woman's face? And is there any harmony of tints that has such stirring of delight as the sweet modulation of her voice?