Blameless people are always the most exasperating.
Ignorance gives one a large range of probabilities.
Eros has degenerated; he began by introducing order and harmony, and now he brings back chaos.
Society never made the preposterous demand that a man should think as much about his own qualifications for making a charming girl happy as he thinks of hers for making himself happy.
We are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed very comfortably and perhaps been staring at us in private while we have been making up our world entirely without it.
Among all forms of mistake, prophecy is the most gratuitous.
I protest against any absolute conclusion.
If a man goes a little too far along a new road, it is usually himself that he harms more than any one else.
It’s well known there’s always two sides, if no more.
People are almost always better than their neighbors think they are.
The memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.
Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.
She was no longer struggling against the perception of facts, but adjusting herself to their clearest perception.
What a different result one gets by changing the metaphor!
I shall do everything it becomes me to do.
The most powerful movement of feeling with a liturgy is the prayer which seeks for nothing special, but is a yearning to escape from the limitations of our own weakness and an invocation of all Good to enter and abide with us.
The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.
After all, the true seeing is within.
There are characters which are continually creating collisions and nodes for themselves in dramas which nobody is prepared to act with them. Their susceptibilities will clash against objects that remain innocently quiet.
We all remember epochs in our experience when some dear expectation dies, or some new motive is born.