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

If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.

and we must learn to accommodate ourselves to the discovery that some of those cunningly-fashioned instruments called human souls have only a very limited range of music, and will not vibrate in the least under a touch that fills others with tremulous rapture or quivering agony.

Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.

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

Great feelings will often take the aspect of error, and great faith the aspect of illusion.

In all private quarrels the duller nature is triumphant by reason of dullness.