Philanthropy [has become] simply the refuge of people who wish to annoy their fellow creatures.
In a temple everything should be serious except the thing that is being worshiped.
He thinks like a Tory, and talks like a Radical, and that's so important nowadays.
Ignorance is like a delicate exotic fruit; touch it and the bloom is gone.
When a golden girl can win Prayer from out the lips of sin, When the barren almond bears, And a little child gives away its tears, Then shall all the house be still And peace come to Canterville.
I am afraid he has one of those terribly weak natures that are susceptible to influence.