“How little of permanent happiness could belong to a couple who were only brought together because their passions were stronger than their virtue.”

“Silence is the perfectest herault of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much.”

“You all looked so happy together in the photograph. You looked like the
perfect family. Is there such a thing anymore because if there is, my happy
little unit was definitely not in the queue when they were handing out the
titles.”

“He could afford to be generous, since he didn’t have to pay for it himself. Most virtues were like that. People could take pride in how virtuous they were, but the fact was that as soon as virtue got expensive or inconvenient, it was amazing how fast it gave way to practical concerns.”

“How happy could I be with either,
Were t' other dear charmer away!”

“We had a happy marriage because we were together all the time. We were friends as well as husband and wife. We just had a good time.”

“It will pass, it will all pass, we're going to be so happy! If our love could grow any stronger it would grow stronger because there is something horrifying in it”

“How were we to know we were happy?”

“Before that she hadn’t realized how fragile happiness was, how if you were careless, you could knock it over and shatter it.”

“The only thing that could spoil a day was people…. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.”