Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.

... we all know the wag's definition of a philanthropist: a man whose charity increases directly as the square of the distance.

autobiography at least saves a man or woman that the world is curious about from the publication of a string of mistakes called 'Memoirs.

Nature repairs her ravages, but not all. The uptorn trees are not rooted again; the parted hills are left scarred; if there is a new growth, the trees are not the same as the old, and the hills underneath their green vesture bear the marks of the past rending. To the eyes that have dwelt on the past, there is no thorough repair.

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.

Animals are such agreeable friends.

Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.