It is never too late to become the person you always thought you could be.

Habit is the beneficent harness of routine which enables silly men to live respectfully and unhappy men to live calmly

There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.

My books don't seem to belong to me after I have once written them; and I find myself delivering opinions about them as if I had nothing to do with them.

Who has not felt the beauty of a woman's arm? The unspeakable suggestions of tenderness that lie in the dimpled elbow, and all the varied gently-lessening curves, down to the delicate wrist, with its tiniest, almost imperceptible nicks in the firm softness.

There is so much to read and the days are so short! I get more hungry for knowledge every day, and less able to satisfy my hunger.

We are overhasty to speak as if God did not manifest himself by our silent feeling, and make his love felt through ours.