sight-seeing gratifies us in different ways. First, there is the pleasure of novelty; secondly, either that of admiration or fault-finding - the latter a very animated enjoyment.
A woman only can understand a woman.
Alas! we give our own coloring to the actions of others.
Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.
How beautiful, how buoyant, and glad is morning!
Strange mystery of our nature, that those in whom genius develops itself in imagination, thus taking its most ethereal form, should yet be the most dependent on the opinions of others!