Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows, ere we have learnt that this fair earth hides graves.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonThere are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonReligion converts despair, which destroys, into resignation, which submits.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington