Henry George Liddell

A good, square, stone house, placed on an eminence, facing the Bishop's Palace at Auckland.

— Henry George Liddell

I do not think that any sorrow of youth or manhood equalled in intensity or duration the black and hopeless misery which followed the wrench of transference from a happy home to a school.

— Henry George Liddell

A good, very good, not to say admirable schoolmaster, but then he is only a schoolmaster.

— Henry George Liddell

She was extremely fond of snuff,and blew her nose with a trumpet-like sound on a vast indian silk handkerchief, which she carefully arranged before use with a sort of cushion.

— Henry George Liddell