There Is No Wretchedness Like Self-reproach.

Ingratitude Is The Necessary Consequence Of Receiving Favors Of Which We Are Ashamed.

I Never Cast A Flower Away, A Gift Of One Who Car'd For Me; A Flower--a Faded Flower, But It Was Done Reluctantly.

Anybody's Applause Is Better Than Nobody's.

It Is Curious How Inseparable Eating And Kindness Are With Some People.

We Are Ourselves Our Happiness.