Talking with a dull friend affords great relief Talking is like playing on the harp Talking is one of the fine arts Talking shapes our thoughts for us Tears that we weep inwardly with unchanging features Temptation of money and fame is too great for young people Tepid and unstimulating expression of enthusiasm Terrible smile Thanklessness of critical honesty That great procession of the UNLOVED The house is quite as much the body we live in The schoolmistress had tried life, too The Amen! of Nature is always a flower The race that shortens its weapons lengthens its boundaries The year eighteen hundred and ever-so-few The way to argue down a vice is not to tell lies about it Their business is not a matter of sympathy, but of intellect There is no elasticity in a mathematical fact There is a higher law in grammar, not to be put down There is almost always at least one key to this side-door Think only in single file front this day forward Think of the griefs that die unspoken! Third vowel as its center This is the shortest way,--she said This is one of those cases in which the style is the man Those who ask your opinion really want your praise Time is a fact To trifle with the vocabulary To pay up, to own up, and to shut up, if beaten Too late!---- "It might have been."----Amen! Travellers change their guineas, but not their characters Triumph of the ciphering hand-organ True state of creative genius is allied to reverie, or dreaming Truth must roll, or nobody can do anything with it Truth is only safe when diluted Truth's sharp corners get terribly rounded Truths a man carries about with him are his tools Turn over any old falsehood Unadorned and in plain calico Undertakers Unpacks and unfolds incidental illustrations Unpretending mediocrity is good Virtually old when it first makes its appearance Virtue passed through the hem of their parchment Virtues of a sporting man Vulgarism of language Wait awhile! Walls of that larger Inquisition which we call Civilization Want of ideas, want of words, want of manners We die out of houses, just as we die out of our bodies We always compare ourselves with our contemporaries. We are all theological students We carry happiness into our condition We don't read what we don't like We never tell our secrets to people that pump for them. Wedded, faded away, threw themselves away Wedding-ring conveys a right to a key to this side-door Weeded their circle pretty well of these unfortunates What a satire, by the way, is that machine What are the great faults of conversation? Whether anything can be conscious of its own flavor?? Whether gifted with the accident of beauty or not While she is silent, Nature is working for her Who is in advance of it or even with it Wholesale professional dealers in misfortune Why authors and actors are ashamed of being funny? Why did I not ask? you will say Will you take the long path with me? Winning-post a slab of white or gray stone