A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry WHOM SHE LIKES.

When Fate wills that something should come to pass, she sends forth a million of little circumstances to clear and prepare the way.

Vanity is often the unseen spur.

Come children, let us shut up the box and the puppets, for our play is played out.

If fathers are sometimes sulky at the appearance of the destined son-in-law, is it not a fact that mothers become sentimental and, as it were, love their own loves over again.

Humor is wit and love.

Revenge may be wicked, but it’s natural.