Happiness, like misfortunes, never comes alone.

Gloom and sadness are poison to us, and the origin of hysterics. You are right in thinking that this disease is in the imagination; you have defined it perfectly; it is vexation which causes it to spring up, and fear that supports it.

True friendship is never serene.

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

It is freezing fit to split a stone.

It is a disgraceful thing to be ignorant.

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