To most mortals there is a stupidity which is unendurable and a stupidity which is altogether acceptable - else, indeed, what would become of social bonds?

I take a dose of mathematics every day to prevent my brain from becoming quite soft.

Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.

The human soul is hospitable, and will entertain conflicting sentiments and contradictory opinions with much impartiality.

We have all our secret sins; and if we knew ourselves we should not judge each other harshly.

If I could only fancy myself clever, it would be better, but to be a failure of Nature and to know it is not a comfortable lot. It is the last lesson one learns, to be contented with one's inferiority -- but it must be learned.

But with regard to critical occasions, it often happens that all moments seem comfortably remote until the last.