The tide of evolution carries everything before it, thoughts no less than bodies, and persons no less than nations.

Time is like an enterprising manager always bent on staging some new and surprising production, without knowing very well what it will be.

In each person I catch the fleeting suggestion of something beautiful and swear eternal friendship with that.

It takes patience to appreciate domestic bliss; volatile spirits prefer unhappiness.

Religion is indeed a convention which a man must be bred in to endure with any patience; and yet religion, for all its poetic motley, comes closer than work-a-day opinion to the heart of things.

It is rash to intrude upon the piety of others: both the depth and the grace of it elude the stranger.

It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas.