Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear.

No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.

The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.

I will to make life less bitter for a few within my reach.

When one is grateful for something too good for common thanks, writing is less unsatisfactory than speech-one does not, at least, hear how inadequate the words are.

It is seldom that the miserable can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those who are less miserable.

Hostesses who entertain much must make up their parties as ministers make up their cabinets, on grounds other than personal liking.