You cannot run away from a weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?
When the teeth are shut the tongue is at home.
We are all travellers in what John Bunyan calls the wilderness of this world, – all, too, travellers with a donkey; and the best that we find in our travels is an honest friend.
We all know what Parliament is, and we are all ashamed of it.
Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.
Things looked at patiently from one side after another generally end by showing a side that is beautiful.
There is only one difference between a long life and a good dinner: that, in the dinner, the sweets come last.
There is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightly understood, is solitude made perfect.
The world is full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.
The world has no room for cowards.
The web, then, or the pattern: a web at once sensuous and logical, an elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature.
The truth that is suppressed by friends is the readiest weapon of the enemy.
