Nor elves, nor fays, nor magic charm, Have pow'r, or will, to work us harm; For those who dare the truth to tell, Fays, elves, and fairies, wish them well. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
Beauty is a great gift of heaven; not for the purpose of female vanity, but a great gift for one who loves, and wishes to be beloved. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
There are two sorts of content; one is connected with exertion, the other with habits of indolence. The first is a virtue; the other,… — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
We may make our future by the best use of the present. There is no moment like the present. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
Books only spoil the originality of genius. Very well for those who can't think for themselves - But when one has made up one's… — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
“I can but just recollect having been amused at the Theatres, and the Opera, and the Pantheon, and Ranelagh, and all those places, for… — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
Fortune's wheel never stands still the highest point is therefore the most perilous. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
How is it that hope so powerfully excites, and fear so absolutely depresses all our faculties? — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
Sir Patrick Rackrent lived and died a monument of old Irish hospitality. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
In real friendship the judgment, the genius, the prudence of each party become the common property of both. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
According to the Asiatics, Cupid's bow is strung with bees which are apt to sting, sometimes fatally, those who meddle with it. — Maria Edgeworth Copy Share Image
