It is always chilling, in friendly intercourse, to say you have no opinion to give.

There's times when the crockery seems alive, an' flies out o' your hand like a bird. It's like the glass, sometimes, 'ull crack as it stands. What is to be broke will be broke.

We are on a perilous margin when we begin to look passively at our future selves, and see our own figures led with dull consent into insipid misdoing and shabby achievement.

A blush is no language; only a dubious flag - signal which may mean either of two contradictories

I think I dislike what I don't like more than I like what I like.

Gossip is a sort of smoke that comes from the dirty tobacco-pipes of those who diffuse it: it proves nothing but the bad taste of the smoker.

A mother's yearning feels the presence of the cherished child even in the degraded man.