Do you believe your heart to be, indeed, so hardened, that you can look without emotion on the suffering, to which you would condemn me?

Vanity often produces unreasonable alarm.

There is no accounting for tastes.

It is dismal coming home, when there is nobody to welcome one!

I tasted too what was called the sweet of revenge - but it was transient, it expired even with the object, that provoked it.

Employment is the surest antidote to sorrow.

I wish that all those, who on this night are not merry enough to speak before they think, may ever after be grave enough to think before they speak!