Our virtues, as well as our vices, are often scourges for our own backs.
Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.
There can be no reconciliation where there is no open warfare. There must be a battle, a brave boisterous battle, with pennants waving and cannon roaring, before there can be peaceful treaties and enthusiastic shaking of hands.
it is easy to starve, but it is difficult to stoop.
How chronic is the unconcern of men and women of the world!
Phoebe Marks was a person who never lost her individuality. Silent and self-contained, she seemed to hold herself within herself, and take no colour from the outer world.