The well bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.

The nineteenth century is a turning point in history, simply on account of the work of two men, Darwin and Renan, the one the critic of the Book of Nature, the other the critic of the books of God. Not to recognise this is to miss the meaning of one of the most important eras in the progress of the world.

Far away beyond the pine-woods,' he answered, in a low dreamy voice, 'there is a little garden. There the grass grows long and deep, there are the great white stars of the hemlock flower, there the nightingale sings all night long. All night long he sings, and the cold, crystal moon looks down, and the yew-tree spreads out its giant arms over the sleepers.

The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.

A flower blossoms for its own joy.

In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.

Football is all very well as a game for rough girls, but is hardly suitable for delicate boys.