I find the love of garden grows upon me as I grow older more and more. Shrubs and flowers and such small gay things, that bloom and please and fade and wither and are gone and we care not for them, are refreshing interests, in life, and if we cannot say never fading pleasures, we may say unreproved pleasures and never grieving losses.

Remember, we can judge better by the conduct of people towards others than by their manner towards ourselves.

tyranny and injustice always produce cunning and falsehood.

Artificial manners vanish the moment the natural passions are touched.

Home! With what different sensations different people pronounce and hear that word pronounced!

We perfectly agreed in our ideas of traveling; we hurried from place to place as fast as horses and wheels, and curses and guineas, could carry us.

there is no reasoning with imagination.