Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.
And then, strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is timidity; in a girl, it is boldness.
The straight line, a respectable optical illusion which ruins many a man.
The brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over we realize this: that the human race has been roughly handled, but that it has advanced.
Everything bows to success, even grammar.
Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.