The feeling of satiety, almost inseparable from large possessions, is a surer cause of misery than ungratified desires.

A consistent soul believes in destiny, a capricious one in chance.

That fatal drollery called a representative government.

Lady Lytton rules her husband, but that I suppose is always the case where marriages are what is called 'happy'.

There is anguish in the recollection that we have not adequately appreciated the affection of those whom we have loved and lost.

You will in due season find your property is less valuable, and your freedom less complete.

"Sorry" only counts for that which it cannot alter.