there is nothing so easy as to be wise for others; a species of prodigality, by-the-by - for such wisdom is wholly wasted.
How beautiful, how buoyant, and glad is morning!
marriage is like money - seem to want it, and you never get it.
... true love is like religion, it hath its silence and its sanctity.
Affection exaggerates its own offenses.
How disappointment tracks the steps of hope.