..children know such a lot now, they soon don't believe in fairies, and every time a child says, 'I don't believe in fairies,' there is a fairy somewhere that falls down dead.

I know not, sir, whether Bacon wrote the works of Shakespeare, but if he did not, it seems to me that he missed the opportunity of his life.

I know, I feel, that with the introduction of tobacco England woke up from a long sleep. Suddenly a new zest had been given to life. The glory of existence became a thing to speak of. Men who had hitherto only concerned themselves with the narrow things of home put a pipe into their mouths and became philosophers.

‎"She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.

Courage: The lovely virtue-the rib of Himself that God sent down to His children.

Nobody really wants us. So let us watch and say jaggy things, in the hope that some of them will hurt.

Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience... and pimples.