there are some people who never acknowledge themselves in the wrong; God help them!

. . .the most astonishing, the most surprising, the most marvelous, the most miraculous. . . the greatest, the least, the rarest, the most common, the most public, the most private till today. . . I cannot bring myself to tell you: guess what it is.

Oh Dear! How unfortunate I am not to have anyone to weep with!

There is nothing so lovely as to be beautiful. Beauty is a gift of God and we should cherish it as such.

If we could have a little patience, we should escape much mortification; time takes away as much as it gives.

We are so fond of hearing ourselves spoken of, that, be it good or ill, it is still pleasing.

... truth ... carries authority with it; while falsehood and lies skulk under a load of words, without having the power of persuasion; the more they attempt to show themselves, the more they are entangled.