Simplicity Is A Great Element Of Good

I Have Been Out Again On The River, Rowing. I Find Nothing New.

Children Are Made Of Eyes And Ears, And Nothing, However Minute, Escapes Their Microscopic Observation.

An Actor's Life Is The Shadow Of A Cloud, The Echo Of A Sound, The Memory Of A Dream, Nothing Come Of Nothing. The Finest Actor Does Not Create, He Is But A Translator Of Another Man's Work.

When Marriage Is What It Ought To Be, It Is Indeed The Very Happiest Condition Of Existence.

Christmas Is A Season Of Such Infinite Labour, As Well As Expense In The Shopping And Present-making Line, That Almost Every Woman I Know Is Good For Nothing In Purse And Person For A Month Afterwards, Done Up Physically, And Broken Down Financially.