A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.

The place is very well and quiet and the children only scream in a low voice.

Marriage, from love, like vinegar from wine-- A sad, sour sober beverage--by time Is sharpened from its high celestial flavor Down to a very homely household savor.

The best prophet of the future is the past.

It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.

Years steal fire from the mind as vigor from the limb; and life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.

Who tracks the steps of glory to the grave?