Genius is the gold in the mine; talent is the miner who works and brings it out.
Marguerite 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 Blessington
Mountains appear more lofty, the nearer they are approached, but great men resemble them not in this particular.
Marguerite Blessington