I have a respect for family pride. If it be a prejudice, it is a prejudice in its most picturesque shape. But I hold it is connected with some of the noblest feelings in our nature.

We are ourselves our happiness.

We would liken music to Aladdin's lamp — worthless in itself, not so for the spirits which obey its call. We love it for the buried hopes, the garnered memories, the tender feelings, it can summon with a touch.

Shopping, true feminine felicity!

Curiosity and courtesy are very often at variance.

Eyes that droop like summer flowers.

The fearless make their own way.