Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.

Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.

Life is such a very troublesome matter, when all is said and done, that it's as well even to take its blessings quietly.

love, which is a madness, and a scourge, and a fever, and a delusion, and a snare, is also a mystery, and very imperfectly understood by everyone except the individual sufferer who writhes under its tortures.

My intellect is a little way upon the wrong side of that narrow boundary-line between sanity and insanity.

love is so very subtle an essence, such an indefinable metaphysical marvel, that its due force, though very cruelly felt by the sufferer himself, is never clearly understood by those who look on at its torments and wonder why he takes the common fever so badly.

Self-assertion may deceive the ignorant for a time; but when the noise dies away, we cut open the drum, and find it was emptiness that made the music.