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.
Plainness has its peculiar temptations and vices quite as much as beauty.
Pity that consequences are determined not by excuses but by actions!
Perspective, as its inventor remarked, is a beautiful thing. What horrors of damp huts, where human beings languish, may not become picturesque through aerial distance!
Perhaps the most delightful friendships are those in which there is much agreement, much disputation, and yet more personal liking.
Perfect love has a breath of poetry which can exalt the relations of the least-instructed human beings.
People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes.
People who can’t be witty exert themselves to be pious or affectionate.
People glorify all sorts of bravery except the bravery they might show on behalf of their nearest neighbors.
People are almost always better than their neighbours think they are.
Pain must enter into its glorified life of memory before it can turn into compassion.
Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.
