Love has a way of cheating itself consciously, like a child who plays at solitary hide-and-seek; it is pleased with assurances that it all the while disbelieves.

One of the tortures of jealousy is, that it can never turn away its eyes from the thing that pains it.

Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.

Correct English is the slang of prigs.

Hear Everything and judge for yourself

Keep true, never be ashamed of doing right.

If we only look far enough off for the consequence of our actions, we can always find some point in the combination of results by which those actions can be justified: by adopting the point of view of a Providence who arranges results, or of a philosopher who traces them, we shall find it possible to obtain perfect complacency in choosing to do what is most agreeable to us in the present moment.