I have seen wicked men and fools, a great many of both; and I believe they both get paid in the end; but the fools first.

Strange indeed is the attraction of the forest for the minds of men.

As if a man's soul were not too small to begin with, they have dwarfed an narrowed theirs by a life of all work and no play; until here they are at forty, with a listless attention, a mind vacant of all material of amusement, and not one thought to rub against another, while they wait for the train.

Fiction is to grown men what play is to the child.

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.

Lastly (and this is, perhaps, the golden rule), no woman should marry a man who does not smoke.

If he be Mr. Hyde" he had thought, "I shall be Mr. Seek.