The sons of Judah have to choose that God may again choose them. The divine principle of our race is action, choice, resolved memory.

If you are not proud of your cellar, there is no thrill of satisfaction in seeing your guest hold up his wineglass to the light and look judicial.

Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on.

Might, could, would - they are contemptible auxiliaries.

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

To an old memory like mine the present days are but as a little water poured on the deep.

Self-confidence is apt to address itself to an imaginary dullness in others; as people who are well off speak in a cajoling tone to the poor.