Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.

We all know what Parliament is, and we are all ashamed of it.

A bottle of good wine, like a good act, shines ever in the retrospect.

Man is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but primarily by catchwords.

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

Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.

All I dreamed about Dr. Jekyll was that one man was being pressed into a cabinet, when he swallowed a drug and changed into another being. I awoke and said at once that I had found the missing link for which I had been looking so long, and before I went again to sleep almost every detail of the story, as it stands, was clear to me. Of course, writing it was another thing.