“In winter I get up at night,and dress by yellow candlelight,In summer, quite the other day,I have to go to bed by day”

“The day returns and brings us the petty round of irritating concerns and duties.Help us to play the man,Help us to perform them with laughter and kind faces,Let cheerfulness abound with industry.Give us to go blithely on our business all this day,Bring us to our resting beds weary and content and undishonoured,And grant us in the end the gift of sleep.”

“With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, the moral and the intellectual, I thus drew steadily nearer to the truth, by whose partial discovery I have been doomed to such a dreadful shipwreck: that man is not truly one, but truly two.”

“Some day...after I am dead, you may perhaps come to learn the right and wrong of this. I cannot tell you.”

“I feel very strongly about putting questions; it partakes too much of the style of the day of judgment.”

“But, mate, my heart is sore for Christian diet. You mightn't happen to have a piece of cheese about you, now? No? Well, many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese--toasted, mostly--and woke up again, and here I were.”

“I cannot tell if I was more tired or more grateful. Both at least, I was: tired as I never was before that night; and grateful to Gd as I trust I have been often, though never with more cause.”