Surprises are like misfortunes or herrings - they rarely come single.
Hope is love's happiness, but not its life.
no hour arrives so soon as the one we dread.
I think hearts are very much like glasses. If they do not break with the first ring, they usually last a considerable time.
There are words to paint the misery of love, but none to paint its happiness.
In our road through life we may happen to meet with a man casting a stone reverentially to enlarge the cairn of another which stone he has carried in his bosom to sling against that very other's head.