Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.

What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.

I wish always to be quoted as George Eliot.

I not only want to be loved, I want to be told that I'm loved.

We are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed very comfortably and perhaps been staring at us in private while we have been making up our world entirely without it.

Whether happiness may come or not, one should try and prepare one's self to do without it.

We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.