The rain ...falls upon the just and the unjust alike; a thing which would not happen if I were superintending the rain's affairs. No, I would rain softly and sweetly on the just, but if I caught a sample of the unjust outdoors, I would drown him.

It is so unsatisfactory to read a noble passage and have no one you love at hand to share the happiness with you. And it is unsatisfactory to read to one's self anyhow - for the uttered voice so heightens the expression.

History may not repeat, but it often rhymes.

Memories which someday will become all beautiful when the last annoyance that encumbers them shall have faded out of our minds.

You may have noticed that the less I know about a subject the more confidence I have, and the more new light I throw on it.

A man with a hump-backed uncle mustn't make fun of another man's cross-eyed aunt

Every person is a book, each year a chapter.