When does the mind put forth its powers? when are the stores of memory unlocked? when does wit 'flash from fluent lips?'… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Strange the affection which clings to inanimate objects - objects which cannot even know our love! But it is not return that… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Oh, only those whose souls have felt this one idolatry can tell how precious is the slightest thing affection gives and hallows. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
I would give worlds, could I believe One-half that is profess'd me; Affection! could I think it Thee, When Flattery has caress'd… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
And this is woman's fate: all her affections are called into life by winning flatteries, and then thrown back upon themselves to… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Nothing but love can answer to love; no affection, no kindness, no care, can supply its place: it is its own sweet… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Alas! we makeA ladder of our thoughts, where angels step,But sleep ourselves at the foot: our high resolvesLook down upon our slumbering acts. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Imagination is to love what gas is to the balloon-that which raises it from earth. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
I think hearts are very much like glasses. If they do not break with the first ring, they usually last a considerable time. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
the fact is, that life is too short to be occupied by aught but the present - hope and remembrance are equally a waste… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
There is no existence so content as that whose present is engrossed by employment, and whose future is filled by some strong hope, the… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Toil is the portion of day, as sleep is that of night; but if there be one hour of the twenty-four which has the… — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
Consistency is a human word, but it certainly expresses nothing human. — Letitia Elizabeth Landon Copy Share Image
