Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarrelled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?

Human beliefs, like all other natural growths, elude the barrier of systems.

If we use common words on a great occasion, they are the more striking, because they are felt at once to have a particular meaning, like old banners, or everyday clothes, hung up in a sacred place.

I have the conviction that excessive literary production is a social offence.

That's what a man wants in a wife, mostly; he wants to make sure one fool tells him he's wise.