Here is a kitchen improvement, in return for Peacock. For roasting or basting a chicken, render down your fat or butter with cider: about a third cider. Let it come together slowly, till the smell of cider and the smell of fat are as one. This will enliven even a frozen chicken.

There are some women ... in whom conscience is so strongly developed that it leaves little room for anything else.

And another day is tucked under my wing.

To think of losing is to lose already.

But what are wishes, compared with longings?

Wealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.

Elizabeth ... had the prerogative of the rich that she could be generous with large sums and niggardly over small ones.