Books and marriage go ill together.
No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.
Don't appear so scholarly, pray. Humanize your talk, and speak to be understood.
The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.
All which is not prose is verse; and all which is not verse is prose.
The greater the obstacle, the more glory in overcoming it.