Play not with paradoxes. That caustic which you handle in order to scorch others may happen to sear your own fingers and make them dead to the quality of things.
I'm not denyin' the women are foolish. God Almighty made 'em to match the men.
Belief consists in accepting the affirmations of the soul; unbelief, in denying them.
The sons of Judah have to choose that God may again choose them. The divine principle of our race is action, choice, resolved memory.
I desire no future that will break the ties with the past.
Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest.
What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?
Science is properly more scrupulous than dogma. Dogma gives a charter to mistake, but the very breath of science is a contest with mistake, and must keep the conscience alive.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
And when a woman's will is as strong as the man's who wants to govern her, half her strength must be concealment.
An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.
All meanings, we know, depend on the key of interpretation.
Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down.
A toddling little girl is a centre of common feeling which makes the most dissimilar people understand each other.
The beginning of compunction is the beginning of a new life.
In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.
That's what a man wants in a wife, mostly; he wants to make sure one fool tells him he's wise.
In every parting there is an image of death.
Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
Whether happiness may come or not, one should try and prepare one's self to do without it.
It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.