"Lord bless you!" said Mr. Omer, resuming his pipe, "a man must take the fat with the lean; that's what he must make up his mind to, in this life. ".

I find my breath gets short, but it seldom gets longer as a man gets older. I take it as it comes, and make the most of it. That's the best way, ain'….

The shadows of our own desires stand between us and our better angels, and thus their brightness is eclipsed..

We part with tender relations stretching far behind us, that never can be exactly renewed, and with others dawning - yet before us..

When we have done our very, very best, papa, and that is not enough, then I think the right time must have come for asking help of others..

If the parks be "the lungs of London" we wonder what Greenwich Fair is--a periodical breaking out, we suppose--a sort of spring rash..

Detestation of the high is the involuntary homage of the low..

"As I think I told you once before," said I, "it is you who have been, in your greed and cunning, against all the world. It may be profitable to you ….

... No, the office is one thing, and private life is another. When I go into the office, I leave the Castle behind me, and when I come into the Castl….

I distress you; I draw fast to an end..

Men's courses will foreshadow certain ends, to which, if persevered in, they must lead," said Scrooge. "But if the courses be departed from, the ends….

We owed so much to Herbert's ever cheerful industry and readiness, that I often wondered how I had conceived that old idea of his inaptitude, until I….

Come, then," returned the nephew gaily. "What right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough..

It is a most miserable thing to feel ashamed of home..

Then I'm sorry to say, I've eat your pie..

To bring deserving things down by setting undeserving things up is one of its perverted delights; and there is no playing fast and loose with the tru….

Change begets change. Nothing propagates so fast..

This is a world of action, and not moping and droning in..

Not only is the day waning, but the year. The low sun is fiery and yet cold behind the monastery ruin, and the Virginia creeper on the Cathedral wall….

For your popular rumour, unlike the rolling stone of the proverb, is one which gathers a deal of moss in its wanderings up and down..

Change begets change..