To forego even ambition when the end is gained - who can say this is not greatness?

If you had told Sycorax that her son Caliban was as handsome as Apollo, she would have been pleased, witch as she was.

A man is seldom more manly than when he is what you call unmanned,--the source of his emotion is championship, pity, and courage; the instinctive desire to cherish those who are innocent and unhappy, and defend those who are tender and weak.

Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter.

A woman's heart is just like a lithographer's stone; what is once written upon it cannot be rubbed out.

Sure, occasion is the father of most that is good in us.

Novels are sweets. All people with healthy literary appetites love them-almost all women; a vast number of clever, hardheaded men.