Our first love-letter ... There is so much to be said, and which no words seems exactly to say - the dread of saying too much is so nicely balanced by the fear of saying too little. Hope borders on presumption, and fear on reproach.

Farewell's a bitter word to say.

The rich know not how hard it is to be of needful rest and needful food debarred.

Fame is bought by happiness.

It is amazing how much a thought expands and refines by being put into speech: I should think it could hardly know itself.

A friend is never alarmed for us in the right place.

marriage is like money - seem to want it, and you never get it.