I fear, the inevitable conclusion we must all come to is, that in the world happiness is quite indefinable. We can no more grasp it than we can grasp the sun in the sky or the moon in the water. We can feel it interpenetrating our whole being with warmth and strength; we can see it in a pale reflection shining elsewhere; or in its total absence, we, walking in darkness, learn to appreciate what it is by what it is not.

Love never stands still; it must inevitably be either growing or decaying - especially the love of marriage.

What comfort there is in a cheerful spirit! how the heart leaps up to meet a sunshiny face, a merry tongue, an even temper, and a heart which either naturally, or, what is better, from conscientious principle, has learned to take all things on their bright side, believing that the Giver of life being all-perfect Love, the best offering we can make to Him is to enjoy to the full what He sends of good, and bear what He allows of evil!

Down in the deep, up in the sky , I see them always, far or nigh, And I shall see them till I die The old familiar faces.

A secret at home is like rocks under tide.

Better no marriage, than a marriage short of the best.

Why cannot one always do, not only the right thing, but at the right time?