I wish I had never been born--there or anywhere else.
Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die.
The offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.
Beauty lay not in the thing, but in what the thing symbolized.
They spoke very little of their mutual feeling; pretty phrases and warm expressions being probably unnecessary between such tried friends.
If an offense come out of the truth, better is it that the offense come than that the truth be concealed.