How grateful are we--how touched a frank and generous heart is for a kind word extended to us in our pain! The pressure of a tender hand nerves a man for an operation, and cheers him for the dreadful interview with the surgeon.

A fool can no more see his own folly than he can see his ears.

What a dignity it gives an old lady, that balance at the bankers! How tenderly we look at her faults if she is a relative; what a kind, good-natured old creature we find her!

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

Women are jealous of cigars... they regard them as a strong rival.

[As they say in the old legends]Before a man goes to the devil himself, he sends plenty of other souls thither.

Time passes, Time the consoler, Time the anodyne.