There isn't any virtue where there has never been any temptation.

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

By some mysterious method, Susan Carr's gossip gave the listener a gentler feeling towards his kind. When she spoke of her neighbors' faults, one knew that somehow they were simply virtues gone to seed.

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

Every new truth begins in a shocking heresy.

conceit is the devil's horse, and reformers generally ride it when they are in a hurry.

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