Reverence Is Fatal To Literature.

You Told Me Once That We Shall Be Judged By Our Intentions, Not By Our Accomplishments. I Thought It A Grand Remark. But We Must Intend To Accomplish - Not Sit Intending On A Chair.

An Acquaintance Had Become A Lover, Might Become A Husband, But Would Retain All That She Had Noted In The Acquaintance; And Love Must Confirm An Old Relation Rather Than Reveal A New One.

For You Cannot Have Gentility Without Paying For It.

England Has Always Been Disinclined To Accept Human Nature.

If We Act The Truth The People Who Really Love Us Are Sure To Come Back To Us In The Long Run