It is a sad thing to look at happiness only through another's eyes.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonHappiness 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.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonThe infirmities of genius are often mistaken for its privileges.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington[His mind] was like a volcano, full of fire and wealth, sometimes calm, often dazzling and playful, but ever threatening. It ran swift as the lightning from one subject to another, and occasionally burst forth in passionate throes of intellect, nearly allied to madness.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington