All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer.
If we take matrimony at it's lowest, we regard it as a sort of friendship recognised by the police.
We all know what Parliament is, and we are all ashamed of it.
Sooner or later everyone sits down to a banquet of consequences.
In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.
The mark of a good action is that it appears inevitable in retrospect.
Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.
The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids… (read more)
I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion.
It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.