Bread, milk and butter are of venerable antiquity. They taste of the morning of the world.

"Books ... books, ..." he exclaims. It is those that teach us to refine on our pleasures when young, and which, having so taught us, enable us to recall them with satisfaction when old.

Stolen sweets are always sweeter, Stolen kisses much completer, Stolen looks are nice in chapels, Stolen, stolen be your apples.

The fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves.

Christmas is the glorious time of great Too-Much.

The more sensible a woman is, supposing her not to be masculine, the more attractive she is in her proportionate power to entertain.

I loved my friend for his gentleness, his candor, his good repute, his freedom even from my own livelier manner, his calm and reasonable kindness. It was not any particular talent that attracted me to him, or i anything striking whatsoever. I should say in one word, it was his goodness.