C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Charles Reade
A beautiful face fires our imagination, and we see higher virtue and intelligence in it than we can detect in its owners head or heart when we descend to calm inspection.
The fortunate man is he who, born poor or nobody, works gradually up to wealth and consideration, and, having got them, dies before he finds they were not worth so much trouble.
When two loving hearts are torn asunder, it is a shade better to be the one that is driven away into action than the bereaved twin that petrifies at home.