Those we love can but walk down to the pier with us - the voyage we must make alone.

[As they say in the old legends]Before a man goes to the devil himself, he sends plenty of other souls thither.

All amusements to which virtuous women are not admitted, are, rely upon it, deleterious in their nature.

Which of us that is thirty years old has not had its Pompeii? Deep under ashes lies the life of youth--the careless sport, the pleasure and the passion, the darling joy.

it is the ordinary lot of people to have no friends if they themselves care for nobody

A good laugh is sunshine in the house.

We who have lived before railways were made belong to another world. It was only yesterday, but what a gulf between now and then! Then was the old world. Stage-coaches, more or less swift, riding-horses, pack-horses, highwaymen, knights in armor, Norman invaders, Roman legions, Druids, Ancient Britons painted blue, and so forth -- all these belong to the old period. But your railroad starts the new era, and we of a certain age belong to the new time and the old one. We who lived before railways, and survive out of the ancient world, are like Father Noah and his family out of the Ark.