The heart of a girl is like a convent--the holier the cloister, the more charitable the door.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron LyttonDays are like years in the love of the young, when no bar, no obstacle, is between their hearts,--when the sun shines, and the course runs smooth--when their love is prosperous and confessed.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron LyttonSociety is a long series of uprising ridges, which from the first to the last offer no valley of repose. Whenever you take your stand, you are looked down upon by those above you, and reviled and pelted by those below you. Every creature you see is a farthing Sisyphus, pushing his little stone up some Liliputian mole-hill. This is our world.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton