Our griefs, as well as our joys, owe their strongest colors to our imaginations. There is nothing so grievous to be borne that pondering upon it will not make it heavier; and there is no pleasure so vivid that the… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
It is not designed that the road should be made too smooth for us here upon earth. — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
Yet happiness isn't something you chase, it's something you are. It's something you think, it's something you believe. — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
The mob is a sort of bear; while your ring is through its nose, it will even dance under your cudgel; but should the… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
Goodness is equally hateful to the wicked, as vice is to the virtuous. — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, and to transfer the… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
Imparting knowledge is only lighting other men's candles at our lamp without depriving ourselves of any flame. — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
Happiness is a sunbeam which may pass through a thousand bosoms without losing a particle of its original ray; nay, when it strikes on… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
It has been wisely said, "that well may thy guardian angel suffer thee to lose thy locks, when thou darest wilfully to lay thy… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
“God forgive her, but underneath the smiles and the good job and the great family, she was tired. Desperately tired. Tired to the point… — Jane Porter Copy Share Image
