I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.

I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.

There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.

There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.

I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which read more

I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.

Have you had a kindness shown? Pass it on; 'twas not given for thee alone, Pass it on; Let it read more

Have you had a kindness shown? Pass it on; 'twas not given for thee alone, Pass it on; Let it travel down the years, Let it wipe another's tears, Till in Heaven the deed appears, Pass it on.

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable read more

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable --should persist after the beauty was gone.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.

To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.

To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn.

She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other read more

She who makes her husband and her children happy, who reclaims the one from vice, and trains up the other to virtue, is a much greater character than the ladies described in romance, whose whole occupation is to murder mankind with shafts from their quiver or their eyes.

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.