Fine dancing, I believe like virtue, must be its own reward. Those who are standing by are usually thinking of something very different.

To you I shall say, as I have often said before, Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last.

I never wish to offend, but I am so foolishly shy, that I often seem negligent, when I am only kept back by my natural awkwardness ... Shyness is only the effect of a sense of inferiority in some way or other. If I could persuade myself that my manners were perfectly easy and graceful, I should not be shy.

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its fragrance on the desert air.

If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. There seems something more speakingly incomprehensible in the powers, the failures, the inequalities of memory, than in any other of our intelligences. The memory is sometimes so retentive, so serviceable, so obedient; at others, so bewildered and so weak; and at others again, so tyrannic, so beyond control! We are, to be sure, a miracle every way; but our powers of recollecting and of forgetting do seem peculiarly past finding out.

Have a little compassion on my nerves. You tear them to pieces.

Fraternal love, sometimes almost every thing, is at others worse than nothing.