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 BlessingtonDespotism subjects a nation to one tyrant; democracy, to many.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of BlessingtonLove in France is a comedy; in England a tragedy; in Italy an opera seria; and in Germany a melodrama.
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington