His kiss was like white lightning, a flash that spread, and spread again, and stayed.
Experience is never limited, and it is never complete
The superiority of one man's opinion over another's is never so great as when the opinion is about a woman.
She took refuge on the firm ground of fiction, through which indeed there curled the blue river of truth.
Oxford lends sweetness to labour and dignity to leisure.
...The peculiar air of Oxford-the air of liberty to care for the things of the mind assured and secured by machinery which is in itself a satisfaction to sense.