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

Sneering springs out of the wish to deny; and wretched must that state of mind be that wishes to take refuge in doubt.

The past is perpetual youth to the heart.

There are words to paint the misery of love, but none to paint its happiness.

We need to suffer, that we may learn to pity.

I cannot see why a taste for the country should be held so very indispensable a requisite for excellence; but really people talk of it as if it were a virtue, and as if an opposite opinion was, to say the least of it, very immoral.

of all the follies that we can commit, the greatest is to hesitate.