The shy man does have some slight revenge upon society for the torture it inflicts upon him.

Oh, give me back the good old days of fifty years ago,“ has been the cry ever since Adam's fifty-first birthday.

"Not sure," he retorted; "you call yourself a journalist, and admit there is a subject under Heaven of which you are not sure!"

Love is too pure a light to burn long among the noisome gases that we breathe, but before it is choked out we may use it as a torch to ignite the cozy fire of affection.

The world must be rather a rough place for clever people. Ordinary folk dislike them, and as for themselves, they hate each other most cordially.

It's really extraordinary what a variety of ways of loving there must be. We all do it as it was never done before.

I had walked into that reading-room a happy, healthy man. I crawled out a decrepit wreck.