God reveals Himself, unfailingly, to the solitary, thoughtful seeker
The greatest joy a petty soul can taste is to dupe a great soul and catch it in a snare.
Love is a game in which one always cheats.
The woman who is about to deceive her husband always carefully thinks out how she is going to act, but she is never logical.
Some troubles, like a protested note of a solvent debtor, bear interest.
Love may be the fairest gem which Society has filched from Nature; but what is motherhood save Nature in her most gladsome mood? A smile has dried my tears.