A wretched woman is more unfortunate than a wretched man.
There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in its depths.
Years place at last a venerable crown upon a head.
Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
Cheerfulness is like money well expended in charity; the more we dispense of it, the greater our possession.