In connection with death, or birth, or love, modesty is only a rather puerile self-consciousness.

... in a wicked way, it is an incentive to good living to observe the spice of enjoyment there is to a godly soul in a very little sin.

Isn't there any statute of limitation in things spiritual? I don't believe any large mind dwells on its sins, any more than on its virtues!

A letter is a risky thing; the writer gambles on the reader's frame of mind.

There is no embarrassment quite like the embarrassment of listening to a person for whom one has a regard making a fool of himself.

There is a bond, it appears, between mother and child which endures as long as they do. It is independent of love; reason cannot weaken it; hate cannot destroy it.

When two duties jostle each other, one of 'em isn't a duty.