All Meanings, We Know, Depend

But How Little We Know What Would Make Paradise For Our Neighbours! We Judge From Our Own Desires, And Our Neighbours Themselves Are Not Always Open Enough Even To Throw Out A Hint Of Theirs.

You Know I Have Duties──we Both Have Duties──before Which Feeling Must Be Sacrificed.

Many An Inherited Sorrow That Has Marred A Life Has Been Breathed Into No Human Ear.

Might, Could, Would - They Are Contemptible Auxiliaries.

There Is Hardly Any Mental Misery Worse Than That Of Having Our Own Serious Phrases, Our Own Rooted Beliefs, Caricatured By A Charlatan Or A Hireling.