Starting a long way off the true point, and proceeding by loops and zigzags , we now and then arrive just where we ought to be.

There is a sort of human paste that when it comes near the fire of enthusiasm is only baked into harder shape.

Our selfishness is so robust and many-clutching that, well encouraged, it easily devours all sustenance away from our poor little scruples.

A man deep-wounded may feel too much pain To feel much anger.

God, immortality, duty - how inconceivable the first, how unbelievable the second, how peremptory and absolute the third.

One couldn't carry on life comfortably without a little blindness to the fact that everything has been said better than we can put it ourselves.

I like breakfast-time better than any other moment in the day. No dust has settled on one's mind then, and it presents a clear mirror to the rays of things.