society ... is tolerant of crimes, and long suffering with dullness, but it shows no mercy to those who are different from other people.

society ... is tolerant of crimes, and long suffering with dullness, but it shows no mercy to those who are different from other people.

I wish there were some photographic process by which one's mind could be struck off and transferred to that of the friend we wish to know it, without the medium of this confounded letter-writing!

People always make mistakes when they fancy themselves exceptions.

Did you ever see a giraffe? It is like something from between the regions of truth and fiction.

But have you never noticed that when one has been trying to do something really good one is much nearer committing some special sin than when one keeps on in the selfish, matter-of-fact prudence of minding one's own business, and that alone?

men change less than is imagined; their after life is only a kaleidescope combination of the elements of their character at the period of adolescence.