Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonTalent, like beauty, to be pardoned, must be obscure and unostentatious.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonLove and enthusiasm are always ridiculous, when not reciprocated by their objects.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonLove matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington