Science is properly more scrupulous than dogma. Dogma gives a charter to mistake, but the very breath of science is a contest with mistake, and must keep the conscience alive.

You are a good young man," she said. "But I do not like husbands. I will never have another.

Particular lies may speak a general truth.

Don't you meddle with me, and I won't meddle with you.

... it is because sympathy is but a living again through our own past in a new form, that confession often prompts a response of confession.

I could not without vile hypocrisy and a miserable truckling to the smile of the world ... profess to join in worship which I wholly disapprove.

In the schoolroom her quick mind had taken readily that strong starch of unexplained rules and disconnected facts which saves ignorance from any painful sense of limpness.