Can we unlearn the arts that pretend to civilise, and then burn the world? There is a March of Science. But who shall beat the drums, for its retreat? - Charles Lamb

The young man till thirty, never feels practically that he is mortal. He knows it indeed, and, if need were, he could preach a homily on the fragility of life; but he brings it not home to himself, any more than in a hot June we can appropriate to our imagination the freezing days of December.

Separate from the pleasure of your company, I don't much care if I never see a mountain in my life.

There is more reason to say grace before beginning a book than there is to say it before beginning to dine.