It is a sad thing to look at happiness only through another's eyes.

Happiness is a rare plant that seldom takes root on earth-few ever enjoyed it, except for a brief period; the search after it is rarely rewarded by the discovery, but there is an admirable substitute for it... a contented spirit.

Love and enthusiasm are always ridiculous, when not reciprocated by their objects.

Prejudices are the chains forged by ignorance to keep men apart.

Here Fashion is a despot, and no one dreams of evading its dictates.

Memory seldom fails when its office is to show us the tombs of our buried hopes.

There are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world.