Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?

I have seen something of this world," she said over the trays, "and there are but two sorts of women in it-- those who take the strength out of a man, and those who put it back. Once I was that one, and now I am this.

Teach us delight in simple things, and mirth that has no bitter springs.

The first condition of understanding a foreign country is to smell it.

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.

When man has come to the Turnstiles of Night, all the creeds in the world seem to him wonderfully alike and colorless.