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

The dew-bead Gem of earth and sky begotten.

What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other?

It's all one web, sir. The prosperity of the country is one web.

Beauty is part of the finished language by which goodness speaks.

I tell you there isn't a thing under the sun that needs to be done at all, but what a man can do better than a woman, unless it's bearing children, and they do that in a poor make-shift way; it had better ha been left to the men.

Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.