... in no part of the world is genteel visiting founded on esteem, in the absence of suitable furniture and complete dinner-service.

For pain must enter into its glorified life of memory before it can turn into compassion.

Education is an asset no man can take away.

I have the conviction that excessive literary production is a social offense. ... Everyone who contributes to the 'too much' of literature is doing grave social injury.

But human experience is usually paradoxical, that means incongruous with the phrases of current talk or even current philosophy.

Your dunce who can't do his sums always has a taste for the infinite.

There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.