Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonThoughts come maimed and plucked of plumage from the lips, which, from the pea, in the silence of your own leisure and study, would be born with far more beauty.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonI see little alteration at Lyons since I formerly passed through it. Its manufactories are, nevertheless, flourishing, though less improvement than could be expected is visible in the external aspect of the place.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonBorrowed thoughts, like borrowed money, only show the poverty of the borrower.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington