Granting our wish is one of Fate's saddest jokes.

That best academy, a mother's knee.

Good heavens, of what un costly material is our earthly happiness composed... if we only knew it. What incomes have we not had from a flower, and how unfailing are the dividends of the seasons.

Where one person shapes their life by precept and example, there are a thousand who have shaped it by impulse and circumstances.

What men prize most is a privilege, even if it be that of chief mourner at a funeral.

If one waits for the right time to come before writing, the right time never comes.

A sneer is the weapon of the weak.