We all grow on somebody's grave.

The answer, of course, in the mouth of a Christian teacher is that in Christianity alone is there both present joy and future hope.

Every man is bound to leave a story better than he found it.

But no man has a monopoly of conscience.

A life spent largely among books, and in the exercise of a literary profession, has very obvious drawbacks, as a subject-matter, when one comes to write about it.

We enjoy the great prophets of literature most when we have not yet lived enough to realize all they tell us.

There is nothing more startling in human relations that the strong emotion of weak people.