Shopping, true feminine felicity!

We might have been - these are but common words, and yet they make the sum of life's bewailing.

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

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.

Memory has many conveniences, and, among others, that of foreseeing things as they have afterwards happened.

Are we not like the actor of old times, who wore his mask so long his face took its likeness?

The lover and the physician are each popular from the same cause - we talk to them of nothing but ourselves.