Ah, mother! How do you do?' said he, giving her a hearty shake of the hand; 'Where did you get that quiz of a hat? It makes you look like an old witch...' On his two younger sisters he then bestowed an equal portion of his fraternal tenderness, for he asked each of them how they did, and observed that they both looked very ugly.

Grant us peace, Almighty Father, so to pray as to deserve to be heard.

The wisest and the best of men, nay, the wisest and best of their actions, may be rendered ridiculous by a person whose first object in life is a joke.

It was a gloomy prospect, and all that she could do was to throw a mist over it, and hope when the mist cleared away, she should see something else.

I am not romantic, you know; I never was.

A man who has nothing to do with his own time has no conscience in his intrusion on that of others.

A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.