In marriage, as in chemistry, opposites have often an attraction.

Sneering springs out of the wish to deny; and wretched must that state of mind be that wishes to take refuge in doubt.

The truth is, we like to talk over our disasters, because they are ours; and others like to listen, because they are not theirs.

The past is perpetual youth to the heart.

Perhaps, from an innate desire of justification, sorrow always exaggerates itself. Memory is quite one of Job's friends; and the past is ever ready to throw its added darkness on the present.

the fact is, that life is too short to be occupied by aught but the present - hope and remembrance are equally a waste of time.

though fortune's wheel is generally on the turn, sometimes when it gets into the mud, it sticks there.