A difference of taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.

When we get to wishing a great deal for ourselves, whatever we get soon turns into mere limitation and exclusion.

No great deed is done by falterers who ask for certainty.

There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.

When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.