No philosophers so thoroughly comprehend us as dogs and horses.

Bachelors alone can travel freely, and without any twinges of their consciences touching desertion of the fire-side.

Father Mapple paused a little; then kneeling in the pulpit's bows, folded his large brown hands across his chest, uplifted his closed eyes, and offered a prayer so deeply devout that he seemed kneeling and praying at the bottom of the sea.

And yet self-knowledge is thought by some not so easy. Who knows, my dear sir, but for a time you may have taken yourself for somebody else? Stranger things have happened.

I would prefer not to.

Students of history are horror-struck at the massacres of old; but in the shambles, men are being murdered to-day.

We cannot live for ourselves alone.