Five thousand people in one society might do something, but five thousand societies of one member each would be a holy trouble.

The odour of Burgundy, and the smell of French sauces, and the sight of clean napkins and long loaves, knocked as a very welcome visitor at the door of our inner man.

It is only the first baby that takes up the whole of a woman's time.Five or six do not require nearly so much attention as one.

Better to work and fail than to sleep one's life away.

When you forget to take the sail at all, then the wind is constantly in your favour both ways. But there! this world is only a probation, and man was born to trouble as the sparks fly upward.

We like, we cherish, we are very, very fond of—but we never love again.

Splendid cheeses they were, ripe and mellow, and with a two hundred horse-power scent about them that might have been warranted to carry three miles, and knock a man over at two hundred yards.