There is never jealousy where there is not strong regard.

Others may write from the head, but he writes from the heart, and the heart will always understand him.

It is but seldom that any one overt act produces hostilities between two nations; there exists, more commonly, a previous jealousy and ill will, a predisposition to take offense.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

The oil and wine of merry meeting.

And if unhappy in her love, her heart is like some fortress that has been captured, and sacked, and abandoned, and left desolate.

The very difference of character in marriage produces a harmonious combination.