It is always chilling, in friendly intercourse, to say you have no opinion to give.

Teach love, for that is what you are.

Conscientious people are apt to see their duty in that which is the most painful course.

Our impartiality is kept for abstract merit and demerit, which none of us ever saw.

There are answers which, in turning away wrath, only send it to the other end of the room, and to have a discussion coolly waived when you feel that justice is all on your own side is even more exasperating in marriage than in philosophy.

For pain must enter into its glorified life of memory before it can turn into compassion.

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.