“Her own thoughts and reflections were habitually her best companions.”

You must be the best judge of your own happiness.

We do not suffer by accident.

The Very first moment I beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone.

I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.

If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.

I will not say that your mulberry trees are dead; but I am afraid they’re not alive.

I should infinitely prefer a book.

Silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way.

Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.

Time will explain.

The less said the better.

A vast deal may be done by those who dare to act.

Self-knowledge is the first step to maturity.

Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.

But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.

One must accept the fact that we have only one companion in this world, a companion who accompanies us from the cradle to the grave – our own self. Get on good terms with that companion – learn to live with yourself.

You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.

Friends are as companions on a journey, who ought to aid each other to persevere in the road to a happier life.

The best companion and helper is admirable morals.

I was a child who went about in a world of colors. My friends, my companions, became women slowly; I became old in instants.

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away.

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away.