If there is an angel who records the sorrows of men as well as their sins, he knows how many and deep are the sorrows that spring from false ideas for which no man is culpable.
Truth has rough flavors if we bite it through.
Better a false belief than no belief at all.
It's them that takes advantage that gets advantage i' this world.
Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning; but give me the man who has pluck to fight when he's sure of losing. That's my way, sir; and there are many victories worse than a defeat.
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined to strengthen each other, to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories
Timid people always reek their peevishness on the gentle.
Power of generalizing gives men so much the superiority in mistake over the dumb animals.
In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past—sensations which assert themselve...
He loved also to think, I did it! And I believe the only people who are free from that weakness are those who have no work to call their own.
Does any one suppose that private prayer is necessarily candid—necessarily goes to the roots of action? Private prayer is inaudible speech, and speech is representative: who can represent himself just...
A woman may get to love by degrees—the best fire does not flare up the soonest.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Different taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.
To know intense joy without a strong bodily frame, one must have an enthusiastic soul.
I don't mind [being ugly], do you?
Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.
He was one of those men, and they are not the commonest, of whom we can know the best only by following them away from the marketplace, the platform, and the pulpit, entering with them into their own...