Women are jealous of cigars... they regard them as a strong rival.

When I walk with you I feel as if I had a flower in my buttonhole.

Our measure of rewards and punishments is most partial and incomplete, absurdly inadequate, utterly worldly; and we wish to continue it into the next world. Into that next and awful world we strive to pursue men, and send after them our impotent paltry verdicts of condemnation or acquittal. We set up our paltry little rod to measure heaven immeasurable.

If success is rare and slow, everybody knows how quick and easy ruin is.

The great quality of Dulness is to be unalterably contented with itself.

I wonder is it because men are cowards in heart that they admire bravery so much, and place military valor so far beyond every other quality for reward and worship.

Fairy roses, fairy rings, turn out sometimes troublesome things.