One cannot overestimate the power of a good rancorous hatred on the part of the stupid. The stupid have so much more industry and energy to expend on hating. They build it up like coral insects.

The Church has lost a great religious poet in me; but I have lost an infinity of fun in the church, so the loss is even.

[John Craske] painted like a man giving witness under oath to a wild story.

Elizabeth ... had the prerogative of the rich that she could be generous with large sums and niggardly over small ones.

I have an idea that conscience impedes quite as many merits as faults, is a sort of alloy, a nickel which may prevent silver from bending but also prevents it from shining.

Love is the only real patriation, and without one's dear one sits in a dreary and boring exile.

You are only young once. At the time it seems endless, and is gone in a flash; and then for a very long time you are old.