She had married a vulgar man; and, though she had not become like the man, she had become vulgar. - Anthony Trollope

Till we can become divine, we must be content to be human, lest in our hurry for change we sink to something lower.

Your man with a thin skin, a vehement ambition, a scrupulous conscience, and a sanguine desire for rapid improvement is never a happy, and seldom a fortunate politician.

It is not true that a rose by any other name will smell as sweet. Were it true, I should call this story "The Great Orley Farm Case." But who would ask for the ninth number of a serial work burthened with so very uncouth an appellation? Thence, and therefore, — Orley Farm.