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

In sad truth, half our forebodings of our neighbors are but our own wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.

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

How beautiful, buoyant, and glad is morning! The first sunshine on the leaves: the first wind, laden with the first breath of the flowers—that deep sigh with which they seem to waken from sleep; the first dew, untouched even by the light foot of the early hare; the first chirping of the rousing birds, as if eager to begin song and flight; all is redolent of the strength given by rest, and the joy of conscious life.

Repentance is a one-faced Janus, ever looking to the past.

How very satisfactory those discussions must be, where each party retains their own opinion!

Surprises are like misfortunes or herrings - they rarely come single.