It had evidently not occurred to her as yet that those who consent to share the bread of adversity may want the whole cake of prosperity for themselves.
There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
To be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?
There are moments when a man's imagination, so easily subdued to what it lives in, suddenly rises above its daily level and surveys the long windings of destiny.
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.
What's the use of making mysteries? It only makes people want to nose 'em out.