A girl does not treat a possible lover with unvarying simplicity and directness. In all its phases, love is complex; friendship is not.
Nothing except time is wasted in Italy.
To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent – that is to triumph over old age.
To the mass of mankind – meaning also womankind – marriage may be the only possible thing; but to the individual, it may be the one thing impossible.
What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness.
A habit leads a man so gently in the beginning that he does not perceive he is led – with what silken threads and down what pleasant avenues it leads him! By and by, the soft silk threads become iron chains, and the pleasant avenues Avernus!
A man may do worse than make what the world calls a not wholly happy marriage.
The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
What is newest to one in foreign countries is not always the people, but their surroundings, and those same little details of life and circumstance which make no impression on a man in his own land until he returns to it after a prolonged absence, and then they stand out very sharply for a while.
There is no man at once so unselfish and selfish as a man in love.