There are two things that men should never weary of, goodness and humility; we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold, proud people.

You mightn't happen to have a piece of cheese about you, now? No? Well, many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese-toasted, mostly-and woke up again, and here I were.

No man is useless while he has a friend.

It is perhaps a more fortunate destiny to have a taste for collecting shells than to be born a millionaire.

Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It's the glory of the sea that has turned my head.

We were to found a University magazine. A pair of little, active brothers-Livingstone by name, great skippers on the foot, great rubbers of the hands, who kept a book-shop over against the University building-had been debauched to play the part of publishers. We four were to be conjuct editors and, what was the main point of the concern, to print our own works; while, by every rule of arithmetic-that flatterer of credulity-the adventure must succeed and bring great profit. Well, well: it was a bright vision.

Nothing made by brute force lasts.