Men are capable of making great sacrifices, who are not willing to make the lesser ones, on which so much of the happiness of life depends. The great sacrifices are seldom called for, but the minor ones are in daily… — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Some people are capable of making great sacrifices, but few are capable of concealing how much the effort has cost them; and it is this concealment that constitutes their value. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Happiness is a rare plant that seldom takes root on earth-few ever enjoyed it, except for a brief period; the search after it is… — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
A beautiful woman without fixed principles may be likened to those fair but rootless flowers which float in streams, driven by every breeze. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
People seem to lose all respect for the past; events succeed each other with such velocity that the most remarkable one of a few… — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
A woman's head is always influenced by her heart, but a man's heart is always influenced by his head. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Listeners beware, for ye are doomed never to hear good of yourselves. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Satire, like conscience, reminds us of what we often wish to forget. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Religion converts despair, which destroys, into resignation, which submits. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
There are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows,… — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Spring is the season of hope, and autumn is that of memory. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
Those who are formed to win general admiration are seldom calculated to bestow individual happiness. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess of Blessington Copy Share Image
