It’s rather a strong check to one’s self-complacency to find how much of one’s right doing depends on not being in want of money.

And certainly, the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it.

Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.

The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.

In the ages since Adam's marriage, it has been good for some men to be alone, and for some women also.

You know nothing about Hope, that immortal, delicious maiden forever courted forever propitious, whom fools have called deceitful, as if it were Hope that carried the cup of disappointment, whereas it is her deadly enemy, Certainty, whom she only es

Pity that consequences are determined not by excuses but by actions!