Blows are sarcasms turned stupid.

No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from.

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

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

It is surely better to pardon too much, than to condemn too much.

In the schoolroom her quick mind had taken readily that strong starch of unexplained rules and disconnected facts which saves ignorance from any painful sense of limpness.

I think I dislike what I don't like more than I like what I like.