When a mother, as fond mothers will; vows that she knows every thought in her daughter's heart, I think she pretends to know a great deal too much.

It is a friendly heart that has plenty of friends.

A woman's heart is just like a lithographer's stone; what is once written upon it cannot be rubbed out.

A cheerful look brings joy to the heart.

As an occupation in declining years, I declare I think saving is useful, amusing and not unbecoming. It must be a perpetual amusement. It is a game that can be played by day, by night, at home and abroad, and at which you must win in the long run. . . . What an interest it imparts to life!.

Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin That never has known the barber's shear, All your wish is woman to win, This is the way that boys begin. Wait till you come to Forty Year.

When a man is in love with one woman in a family, it is astonishing how fond he becomes of every person connected with it.