Now we were descending just as steeply.
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
Wit makes its own welcome, and levels all distinctions. No dignity, no learning, no force of character, can make any stand against good wit.
It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.
The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else.
Vegetarianism is harmless enough, though it is apt to fill a man with wind and self-righteousness.
Time is that quality of nature which keeps events from happening all at once. Lately it doesn't seem to be working.