I knew all along that the prize I had set my life on was not worth the winning.

Come forward, some great marshal, and organize equality in society, and your rod shall swallow up all the juggling old court gold-sticks

What woman, however old, has not the bridal-favours and raiment stowed away, and packed in lavender, in the inmost cupboards of her heart?

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.

An immense percentage of snobs, I believe, is to be found in every rank of this mortal life.

The great quality of Dulness is to be unalterably contented with itself.

What a charming reconciler and peacemaker money is!