Placerea este testul naturii, semnul ei aprobator.

I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.

Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?

A bishop keeps on saying at the age of eighty what he was told to say at the age of eighteen.

Perhaps, after all, America never has been discovered. I myself would say that it had merely been detected.

Every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character.

There is something tragic about the enormous number of young men there are in England at the present moment who start life with perfect profiles, and end by adopting some useful profession.