Politics is perhaps the only profession for which no preparation is thought necessary.

Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door; Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shore Where neither piping bird nor peeping dawn Disturbs the eternal sleep, But in the stillness far withdrawn Our dreamless rest for evermore we keep.

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.

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

O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!

Jekyll had more than a father's interest; Hyde had more than a son's indifference.

Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide.