Indifference to fate which, though it often makes a villain of a man, is the basis of his sublimity when it does not.

There's a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.

Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal.

I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on.

He knelt and bent lower, till her breath warmed his face, and in a moment his cheek was in contact with hers. She was sleeping soundly, and upon her eyelashes there lingered tears.

Yes; quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down you'd treat if met where any bar is, or help to half-a-crown.

Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.