love, which is a madness, and a scourge, and a fever, and a delusion, and a snare, is also a mystery, and very imperfectly understood by everyone exc…

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

The strongest proof of repentance is the endeavor to atone.

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Our virtues, as well as our vices, are often scourges for our own backs.

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Why is it so difficult to love wisely, so easy to love too well?

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

love is so very subtle an essence, such an indefinable metaphysical marvel, that its due force, though very cruelly felt by the sufferer himself, is …

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

My intellect is a little way upon the wrong side of that narrow boundary-line between sanity and insanity.

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Amiability is the redeeming quality of fools.

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

When once estrangement has arisen between those who truly love each other, everything seems to widen the breach.

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.

- Mary Elizabeth Braddon