We may admire people for being wise, but we like them best when they are foolish.

The slightest emotion of disinterested kindness that passes through the mind improves and refreshes that mind, producing generous thought and noble feeling, as the sun and rain foster your favourite flowers. Cherish kind wishes, my children; for a time may come when you may be enabled to put them in practice.

She was the prettiest, silliest, most affected, husband-hunting butterfly ever.

That bad letters of every kind arise from want of the habit of thinking, I cannot doubt.

[On Elizabeth Barrett Browning:] Her sweetness of character is even beyond her genius.

There is no running away from a great grief.

No fear of forgetting the good-humoured faces that meet us in our walks each day.