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

I do not like to employ secretaries that have more wit than myself. I am afraid to make them write all my nonsense.

It is a disgraceful thing to be ignorant.

I am persuaded that the greater part of our complaints arise from want of exercise.

There is no one who does not represent a danger to someone.

winter is past, and we have a prospect of spring that is superior to spring itself.

If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?