The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.

It takes people a long time to learn the difference between talent and genius, especially ambitious young men and women.

Men are often bad, but babies never are.

You have grown abominably lazy, and you like gossip, and waste time on frivolous things, you are contented to be petted and admired by silly people, instead of being loved and respected by wise ones.

People don't have fortunes left them in that style nowadays; men have to work and women to marry for money. It's a dreadfully unjust world.

Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.

We're twins, and so we love each other more than other people.