You can't order remembrance out of the mind; and a wrong that was a wrong yesterday must be a wrong to-morrow.

I set it down as a maxim, that it is good for a man to live where he can meet his betters, intellectual and social.

Vanity Fair is a very vain, wicked, foolish place, full of all sorts of humbugs and falsenesses and pretensions.

No particular motive for living, except the custom and habit of it.

When a man is in love with one woman in a family, it is astonishing how fond he becomes of every person connected with it.

Oh, Vanity of vanities! How wayward the decrees of Fate are; How very weak the very wise, How very small the very great are!

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