We were all brought up to want things and maybe the world isn't big enough for all that wanting.

As I get older$$$ I just prefer to knit.

Let us be thankful for the fools. But for them$$$ the rest of us could not succeed.

He was one of those men who$$$ as in youth they are never very young$$$ so in age are they never very old.

And$$$ above all things$$$ never think that you're not good enough yourself. A man should never think that. My belief is that in life people will take you very much at your own reckoning.

To have her meals$$$ and her daily walk$$$ and her fill of novels$$$ and to be left alone$$$ was all that she asked of the gods.

I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to.

Your empire is now like a tyranny: it may have been wrong to take it; it is certainly dangerous to let it go.

My work is not a piece of writing designed to meet the needs of an immediate public$$$ but was done to last for ever.

The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb grey hairs.