Hopes and regrets are the sweetest links of existence.

It is curious how inseparable eating and kindness are with some people.

I do not think that life has a suspense more sickening than that of expecting a letter which does not come.

Business before pleasure.

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.

And this is woman's fate: all her affections are called into life by winning flatteries, and then thrown back upon themselves to perish; and her heart, her trusting heart, filled with weak tenderness, is left to bleed or break!

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