Not only is the world informed of everything about you, but of a great deal more.

If a secret history of books could be written, and the author's private thoughts and meanings noted down alongside of his story, how many insipid volumes would become interesting, and dull tales excite the reader!

It is to the middle-class we must look for the safety of England.

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

The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.

Ah! gracious Heaven gives us eyes to see our own wrong, however dim age may make them; and knees not too stiff to kneel, in spite of years, cramp, and rheumatism.

Alas! we are the sport of destiny.