A hanging in a good quarrel is an easy death they say, though I could never hear of any that came back to say so.

I had learned to dwell with pleasure as a beloved daydream on the thought of the separation of these elements. If each I told myself could be housed in separate identities life would be relieved of all that was unbearable the unjust might go his way delivered from the aspirations and remorse of his more upright twin and the just could walk steadfastly and securely on his upward path doing the good things in which he found his pleasure and no longer exposed to disgrace and penitence by the hands of this extraneous evil.

It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.

And if a man reads very hard, as the old anecdote reminds us, he will have little time for thought.

Be what you are, and become what you are capable of becoming.

It is the property of things seen for the first time, or for the first time after long, like the flowers in spring, to reawaken in us the sharp edge of sense and that impression of mystic strangeness which otherwise passes out of life with the coming of years; but the sight of a loved face is what renews a man's character from the fountain upwards.

Marriage is one long conversation, chequered by disputes.