And pictures of perfection, as you know, make me sick and wicked. |
Selfishness must always be forgiven you know, because there is no hope of a cure. |
Where people are really attached, poverty itself is wealth. |
To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment. |
There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart. |
Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then. |
One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other. |
The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid. |
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature. |