The present is the point at which time touches eternity.

 

The safest road to hell is the gradual one—the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.

 

It is only our bad temper that we put down to being tired or worried or hungry; we put our good temper down to ourselves.

 

Forgiving and being forgiven are two names for the same thing. The important thing is that a discord has been resolved.

We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst.

 

Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains.

Anger is the fluid that love bleeds when you cut it.

Aim at Heaven and you will get earth ‘thrown in’: aim at earth and you will get neither.

Term, holidays, term, holidays, till we leave school, and then work, work, work till we die.

Eating and reading are two pleasures that combine admirably.