We no more forget the faces of our enemies than of those we love.

We no more forget the faces of our enemies than of those we love.

Many emotions go under the name of love, and almost any one of them will for a while divert the mind from the real, true, and perfect thing.

The trouble with psychology is that it doesn't take human nature into account.

We always know when we are awake that we cannot be dreaming even though when actually dreaming we feel all this may be real.

the English, although partakers in the most variable and quixotic climate in the world, never become used to its vagaries, but comment upon them with shock and resentment as if all their lives had been spent in the predictable monsoon.

Eunice Parchman killed the Coverdale family because she could not read or write.