Marguerite Gardiner Quotations

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.

Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.

Prejudices are the chains forged by ignorance to keep men apart.

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.

Superstition is only the fear of belief, while religion is the confidence.

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.

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.

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.

Talent, like beauty, to be pardoned, must be obscure and unostentatious.

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.

Here Fashion is a despot, and no one dreams of evading its dictates.

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.

People seem to lose all respect for the past; events succeed each other with such velocity that the most remarkable one of a few years gone by, is no more remembered than if centuries had closed over it.

The Dauphine is much changed since I last saw her, and the care and sorrow of her childhood have left their traces on her countenance.