Fate is not the ruler, but the servant of Providence.

In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.

I did not fall into love - I rose into love.

The heart of a girl is like a convent--the holier the cloister, the more charitable the door.

There is certainly something of exquisite kindness and thoughtful benevolence in that rarest of gifts,--fine breeding.

A man of genius is inexhaustible only in proportion as he is always renourishing his genius.

Imitation, if noble and general, insures the best hope of originality.