“Manners are the happy ways of doing things; each one a stroke of genius or of love, now repeated and hardened into usage, they form at last a rich varnish, with which the routine of life is washed, and its details adorned. But If they are superficial, Then so are the dew-drops which give such a depth to the morning meadows. Such Manners are pretty, graceful, rich, elegant, handsome, but, until they speak to the imagination, They Are not yet beautiful.”
