It is a common sentence that knowledge is power; but who hath duly considered or set forth the power of ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what ignorance in an hour pulls down.

This is a puzzling world, and Old Harry's got a finger in it.

No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.

We have no right to come forward and urge wider changes for good, until we have tried to alter the evils which lie under our own hands.

I have nothing to tell except travellers' stories, which are always tiresome, like the description of a play which was very exciting to those who saw it.

For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.

the usual attitude of Christians towards Jews is - I hardly know whether to say more impious or more stupid, when viewed in the light of their professed principles. ... They hardly know Christ was a Jew. And I find men, educated, supposing that Christ spoke Greek. To my feeling, this deadness to the history which has prepared half our world for us, this inability to find interest in any form of life that is not clad in the same coat-tails and flounces as our own, lies very close to the worst kind of irreligion.