If thou hast never been a fool, be sure thou wilt never be a wise man.

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.

Dare and the world always yields; or if it beats you sometimes, dare it again and it will succumb.

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.

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

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

What woman, however old, has not the bridal-favours and raiment stowed away, and packed in lavender, in the inmost cupboards of her heart?