[Death:] The one inexorable thing!

A guest should be permitted to graze, as it were, in the pastures of his host's kindness, left even to his own devices, like a rational being, and handsomely neglected.

I am not in the least given to any violent interest in womankind, however, such as has addled the country's brains of late. Give me a manandwoman world: 'tis good enough!

Character demonstrates itself in trifles.

Very few can be trusted with an education.

The fears of what may come to pass, I cast them all away, Among the clover scented grass, Among the new-mown hay.

Family traits, like murder, will out. Nature has but so many molds.