No friendship is so cordial or so delicious as that of girl for girl; no hatred so intense and immovable as that of woman for woman.

Heat and animosity, contest and conflict, may sharpen the wits, although they rarely do; they never strengthen the understanding, clear the perspicacity, guide the judgment, or improve the heart.

Old trees in their living state are the only things that money cannot command.

There is a vast deal of vital air in loving words.

We fancy we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.

There is delight in singing, though none hear beside the singer.

The present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come.