If I am occasionally a little over-dressed, I make up for it by being always immensely over-educated.

Requiescat Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone She is at rest. Peace, Peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life’s buried here, Heap earth upon it.

To be good is to be in harmony with oneself. Discord is to be forced to be in harmony with others.

My life-my whole life- take it, and do with it what you will. I love you-love you as I have never loved any living thing. From the moment I met you I loved you, loved you blindly, adoringly,madly! You didn't know it then-you know it now.

Good intentions have been the ruin of the world. The only people who have achieved anything have been those who have had no intentions at all.

A sentimentalist is simply one who desires to have the luxury of an emotion without paying for it.

If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish how to listen, society here would be quite civilized.