Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington Quotes & Sayings

It is a sad thing to look at happiness only through another's eyes. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Superstition is but the fear of belief. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Grief is, of all the passions, the one that is the most ingenious and indefatigable in finding food for its own subsistence. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Wit is the lightning of the mind, reason the sunshine, and reflection the moonlight ... — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

You were wise not to waste years in a lawsuit ... he who commences a suit resembles him who plants a palm-tree which he will not live to see flourish. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Listeners beware, for ye are doomed never to hear good of yourselves. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Bores: People who talk of themselves, when you are thinking only of yourself. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Society seldom forgives those who have discovered the emptiness of its pleasures, and who can live independent of it and them. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Friends are the thermometer by which we may judge the temperature of our fortunes. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Imagination, which is the Eldorado of the poet and of the novel-writer, often proves the most pernicious gift to the individuals who compose the talkers instead of the writers in society. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

We have a reading, a talking, and a writing public. When shall we have a thinking? — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

I never will allow myself to form an ideal of any person I desire to see, for disappointment never fails to ensue. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Alas! there is no casting anchor in the stream of time! — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

A profound knowledge of life is the least enviable of all species of knowledge, because it can only be acquired by trials that make us regret the loss of our ignorance. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

A man should never boast of his courage, nor a woman of her virtue, lest their doing so should be the cause of calling their possession of them into question. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

A poor man defended himself when charged with stealing food to appease the cravings of hunger, saying, the cries of the stomach silenced those of the conscience. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

There is no knowledge for which so great a price is paid as a knowledge of the world; and no one ever became an adept in it except at the expense of a hardened or a wounded heart. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

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

To appear rich, we become poor. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Society punishes not the vices of its members, but their detection ... — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

When the sun shines on you, you see your friends. It requires sunshine to be seen by them to advantage! — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

When we find that we are not liked, we assert that we are not understood; when probably the dislike we have excited proceeds from our being too fully comprehended. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Many minds that have withstood the most severe trials have been broken down by a succession of ignoble cares. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

People are always willing to follow advice when it accords with their own wishes. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Reason dissipates the illusions of life, but does not console us for their departure. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

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

There are no persons capable of stooping so low as those who desire to rise in the world. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Genius is the gold in the mine, talent is the miner who works and brings it out. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Satire, like conscience, reminds us of what we often wish to forget. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

The infirmities of genius are often mistaken for its privileges. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Those who are formed to win general admiration are seldom calculated to bestow individual happiness. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Love matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

He who fears not, is to be feared. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

The future: A consolation for those who have no other. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

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 requisition; and the making them with cheerfulness and grace enhances their value ... — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Life would be as insupportable without the prospect of death, as it would be without sleep. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Tears fell from my eyes - yes, weak and foolish as it now appears to me, I wept for my departed youth; and for that beauty of which the faithful mirror too plainly assured me, no remnant existed. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

We are more prone to murmur at the punishment of our faults than to lament them. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

There is no magician like love. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Mediocrity is beneath a brave soul. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

There is no cosmetic like happiness — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Spring is the season of hope, and autumn is that of memory. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Love in France is a comedy; in England a tragedy; in Italy an opera seria; and in Germany a melodrama. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Despotism subjects a nation to one tyrant; democracy, to many. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

To amend mankind, moralists should show them man, not as he is, but as he ought to be. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

The difference between weakness and wickedness is much less than people suppose; and the consequences are nearly always the same. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Love and enthusiasm are always ridiculous, when not reciprocated by their objects. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Flowers are the bright remembrances of youth; they waft us back, with their bland odorous breath, the joyous hours that only young life knows, ere we have learnt that this fair earth hides graves. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Women excel more in literary judgment than in literary production,
they are better critics than authors. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

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 rarely rewarded by the discovery, but there is an admirable substitute for it ... a contented spirit. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Sure there's different roads from this to Dungarvan* - some thinks one road pleasanter, and some think another; wouldn't it be mighty foolish to quarrel for this? - and sure isn't it twice worse to thry to interfere with people for choosing the road they like best to heaven? — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

There are some chagrins of the heart which a friend ought to try to console without betraying a knowledge of their existence, as there are physical maladies which a physician ought to seek to heal without letting the sufferer know that he has discovered their extent. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Wit lives in the present, but genius survives the future. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Mountains appear more lofty the nearer they are approached, but great men resemble them not in this particular. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Borrowed thoughts, like borrowed money, only show the poverty of the borrower. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

[His mind] was like a volcano, full of fire and wealth, sometimes calm, often dazzling and playful, but ever threatening. It ran swift as the lightning from one subject to another, and occasionally burst forth in passionate throes of intellect, nearly allied to madness. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Pleasure is like a cordial - a little of it is not injurious, but too much destroys. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Only vain people wage war against the vanity of others. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Haste is always ungraceful. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

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

The most certain mode of making people content with us is to make them content with themselves. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Heaven sends us misfortunes as a moral tonic. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Thoughts come maimed and plucked of plumage from the lips, which, from the pea, in the silence of your own leisure and study, would be born with far more beauty. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Modern historians are all would-be philosophers; who, instead of relating facts as they occurred, give us their version, or rather perversions of them, always colored by their political prejudices, or distorted to establish some theory ... — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Memory seldom fails when its office is to show us the tombs of our buried hopes. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

One of the most marked characteristics of our day is a reckless neglect of principles, and a rigid adherence to their semblance. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

People seem to lose all respect for the past; events succeed each other with such velocity that the most remarkable one of a few years gone by, is no more remembered than if centuries had closed over it. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Men who would persecute others for religious opinions, prove the errors of their own. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

A mother's love! O holy, boundless thing!
Fountain whose waters never cease to spring! — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

A German writer observes: The noblest characters only show themselves in their real light. All others act comedy with their fellow-men even unto the grave. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

The vices of the rich and great are mistaken for error; and those of the poor and lowly, for crimes. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Our weaknesses are the indigenous produce of our characters; but our strength is the forced fruit. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Conversation is the legs on which thought walks; and writing, the wings by which it flies. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Calumny is the offspring of Envy. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

Those can most easily dispense with society who are the most calculated to adorn it; they only are dependent on it who possess no mental resources, for though they bring nothing to the general mart, like beggars, they are too poor to stay at home. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington

He who would remain honest ought to keep away want. — Marguerite Gardiner, Countess Of Blessington