The Beautiful Attracts The Beautiful.

I Loved My Friend For His Gentleness, His Candor, His Good Repute, His Freedom Even From My Own Livelier Manner, His Calm And Reasonable Kindness. It Was Not Any Particular Talent That Attracted Me To Him, Or I Anything Striking Whatsoever. I Should Say In One Word, It Was His Goodness.

I Entrench Myself In My Books Equally Against Sorrow And The Weather.

The Loveliest Hair Is Nothing, If The Wearer Is Incapable Of A Grace.

Cats At Firesides Live Luxuriously And Are The Picture Of Comfort.

Those Who Have Lost An Infant Are Never, In A Way, Without An Infant.