Nations it may be have fashioned their Governments, but the Governments have paid them back in the same coin.

We are snared into doing things for which we get called names, and things for which we get hanged, and yet the spirit may well survive - survive the condemnations, survive the halter, by Jove! And there are things - they look small enough sometimes too - by which some of us are totally and completely undone.

You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.

Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.

It’s extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it’s just as well; and it may be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and so welcome.

There is something haunting in the light of the moon.

Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory, and the truth of every passion wants some pretence to make it live.