It was for one minute that I saw him, but the hair stood upon my head like quills. Sir, if that was my master, why had he a mask upon his face?
Extreme busyness is a symptom of deficient vitality, and a faculty for idleness implies a catholic appetite and a strong sense of personal identity.
Anyone can carry his burden, however heavy, until nightfall. Anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day. Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely, until the sun goes down. And this is all that life really means.
Jekyll had more than a father’s interest; Hyde had more than a son’s indifference.
You start a question, and it’s like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others...
In every part and corner of our life, to lose oneself is to be a gainer; to forget oneself is to be happy.
Love- what is love? A great and aching heart; Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
A good conscience is eight parts of courage.
To be feared of a thing and yet to do it, is what makes the prettiest kind of a man.
O my poor old Harry Jekyll, if ever I read Satan’s signature upon a face, it is on that of your new friend.
I have seen wicked men and fools, a great many of both; and I believe they both get paid in the end; but the fools first.
Marriage is like life – it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.
To avoid an occasion for our virtues is a worse degree of failure than to push forward pluckily and make a fall.
Keep busy at something: a busy person never has time to be unhappy.
Some people swallow the universe like a pill; they travel on through the world, like smiling images pushed from behind.
Since hate poisons the soul, don’t cherish enmities or grudges: avoid people who make you unhappy.
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
It is better to emit a scream in the shape of a theory than to be entirely insensible to the jars and incongruities of life and take everything as it comes in a forlorn stupidity.
All sorts of allowances are made for the illusions of youth, and none, or almost none for the disenchantment of age.
Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide.