It is less mortifying to believe one's self unpopular than insignificant, and vanity prefers to assume that indifference is a latent form of unfriendliness.
Life is always either; a tight -rope or a feather-bed . — Give me the tightrope.
One cares so little for the style in which one's praises are written.
She was not accustomed to taste the joys of solitude except in company.
I'd almost say it's the worries that make married folks sacred to each other.
In every heart there should be one grief that is like a well in the desert.