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Wikipedia Summary for Marguerite Gardiner
Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington (née Power; 1 September 1789 – 4 June 1849), was an Irish novelist, journalist, and literary hostess. She became acquainted with Lord Byron in Genoa and wrote a book about her conversations with him.
We are more prone to murmur at the punishment of our faults than to lament them.
A mother's love! O holy, boundless thing! Fountain whose waters never cease to spring!
Conversation is the legs on which thought walks; and writing, the wings by which it flies.
Love often re-illumines his extinguished flame at the torch of jealousy.
Talent, like beauty, to be pardoned, must be obscure and unostentatious.
Here Fashion is a despot, and no one dreams of evading its dictates.
I see little alteration at Lyons since I formerly passed through it. Its manufactories are, nevertheless, flourishing, though less improvement than could be expected is visible in the external aspect of the place.
The Temple of Diana is in the vicinity of the fountain, which has given rise to the conjecture that it originally constituted a portion of the ancient baths.
When we bring back with us the objects most dear, and find those we left unchanged, we are tempted to doubt the lapse of time; but one link in the chain of affection broken, and every thing seems altered.
We never respect those who amuse us, however we may smile at their comic powers.
Yes, the meeting of dear friends atones for the regret of separation; and like it so much enhances affection, that after absence one wonders how one has been able to stay away from them so long.
Superstition is only the fear of belief, while religion is the confidence.
Arles is certainly one of the most interesting towns I have ever seen, whether viewed as a place remarkable for the objects of antiquity it contains, or for the primitive manners of its inhabitants and its picturesque appearance.
In France, a woman may forget that she is neither young nor handsome; for the absence of these claims to attention does not expose her to be neglected by the male sex.
Who could look on these monuments without reflecting on the vanity of mortals in thus offering up testimonials of their respect for persons of whose very names posterity is ignorant?
The chief prerequisite for a escort is to have a flexible conscience and an inflexible politeness.
Prejudices are the chains forged by ignorance to keep men apart.
Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.