The world surely has not another place like Oxford; it is a despair to see such a place and ever to leave it, for it would take a lifetime and more than one to comprehend and enjoy it satisfactorily.

Truth often finds its way to the mind close muffled in robes of sleep, and then speaks with uncompromising directness of matters in regard to which we practise an unconscious self-deception during our waking moments.

Is it a fact-or have I dreamt it-that, by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time?

The moment when a man's head drops off is seldom or never, I am inclined to think, precisely the most agreeable of his life.

I do detest all offices - all, at least, that are held on a political tenure.

Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day.

The heart of true womanhood knows where its own sphere is, and never seeks to stray beyond it!