To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.

We know that Heaven chastens those whom it loves best; being pleased by repeated trials, to make . . . pure spirits more pure.

A clever, ugly man every now and then is successful with the ladies, but a handsome fool is irresistible.

Always to be right, always to trample forward, and never to doubt, are not these the great qualities with which dullness takes the lead in the world?

People hate as they love, unreasonably.

Those we love can but walk down to the pier with us - the voyage we must make alone.

It is an awful thing to get a glimpse, as one sometimes does, when the time is past, of some little, little wheel which works the whole mighty machinery of fate, and see how our destinies turn on a minute's delay or advance.