the blessings of matrimony, like those of poverty, belong rather to philosophy than reality.

The stars are so far, far away!

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

There is no denying that there are 'royal roads' through existence for the upper classes; for them, at least, the highways are macadamized, swept, and watered.

Strange mystery of our nature, that those in whom genius develops itself in imagination, thus taking its most ethereal form, should yet be the most dependent on the opinions of others!

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

the blessings of matrimony, like those of poverty, belong rather to philosophy than reality.