A prig is a fellow who is always making you a present of his opinions.

We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment.

Genius is the capacity for receiving and improving by discipline.

Life is like our game at whist ... I don't enjoy the game much, but I like to play my cards well, and see what will be the end of it.

... the true seeing is within; and painting stares at you with an insistent imperfection.

It's a father's duty to give his sons a fine chance.

It always seemed to me a sort of clever stupidity only to have one sort of talent - like a carrier pigeon.