Shopping, true feminine felicity!

The past is perpetual youth to the heart.

It is said that ridicule is the test of truth: it is never applied, but when we wish to deceive ourselves.

How beautiful, how buoyant, and glad is morning!

I will look on the stars and look on thee, and read the page of thy destiny.

The old proverb, applied to fire and water, may with equal truth be applied to the imagination - it is a good servant, but a bad master.

... true love is like religion, it hath its silence and its sanctity.