So, I never lose a sense of the whimsical and perilous charm of daily life, with its meetings and words and accidents.

Only among people who think no evil can Evil monstrously flourish.

I might give my life for my friend, but he had better not ask me to do up a parcel.

Don't laugh at youth for his affectations; he is only trying on one face after another to find his own.

When they come downstairs from their Ivory Towers, idealists are very apt to walk straight into the gutter.

Give me a bed and a book and I am happy.

All reformers, however strict their social conscience, live in houses just as big as they can pay for.