Young children are such nasty little beasts!

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.

Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother.

youth is so insatiable of happiness, and has such sublimely insane faith in its own power to make happy and be happy!

Teaching, I find, is not the most amusing thing on earth; in fact, with a stupid lump for a Pupil, it is about the most irksome.

People who are so dreadfully "devoted" to their wives are so apt, from mere habit, to get devoted to other people's wives as well.

cracked things often hold out as long as whole things; one takes so much better care of them!