Suicide and antipathy to fires in a bedroom seem to be among the national characteristics. Perhaps the same moral cause may originate both.

Occupation is one great source of enjoyment. No man, properly occupied, was ever miserable.

Do anything but love; or if thou lovest and art a woman, hide thy love from him whom thou dost worship; never let him know how dear he is; flit like a bird before him; lead him from tree to tree, from flower to flower; but be not won, or thou wilt, like that bird, when caught and caged, be left to pine neglected and perish in forgetfulness.

Farewell's a bitter word to say.

There is no wretchedness like self-reproach.

Childhood, whose very happiness is love.

It merely shews, after all, that affection is a habit.