How we delight to build our recollections upon some basis of reality,--a place, a country, a local habitation! how the events of life, as we look back upon them, have grown into the well-remembered background of the places where they fell upon us! Here is some sunny garden or summer lane, beautified and canonized forever, with the flood of a great joy; and here are dim and silent places,--rooms always shadowed and dark to us, whatever they may be to others,--where distress or death came once, and since then dwells forevermore.
Washington IrvingI have often had occasion to remark the fortitude with which women sustain the most overwhelming reverses of fortunes.
Washington IrvingNo man knows what the wife of his bosom is until he has gone with her through the fiery trials of this world.
Washington IrvingHe is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.
Washington Irving