Who, pray, is too good for him ?" "The world is divided into wise men, fools, and mothers.

The characters of the first two are mingled--disproportionately--in the last," said Dr.
Roughsedge, patiently enduring the kiss his wife inflicted on him.
"Don't kiss me, Patricia--don't tread on my proofs--go away--and tell Jane not to forget my tea because you have gone out." Mrs.Roughsedge departed, and the doctor, who was devoted to her, sank at once into that disorderly welter of proofs and smoke which represented to him the best of the day.

The morning he reserved for hard work, and during the course of it he smoked but one pipe.

A quotation from Fuller which was often on his lips expressed his point of view: "Spill not the morning, which is the quintessence of the day, in recreation.

For sleep itself is a recreation.