An appearance of delicacy, and even of fragility, is almost essential to beauty.
Delicacy is to the affections what grace is to beauty.
Weak men, often, from the very principle of their weakness, derive a certain susceptibility, delicacy, and taste, which render them, in these particulars, much superior to men of stronger and more consistent minds, who laugh at them.
True delicacy, that most beautiful heart-leaf of humanity, exhibits itself most significantly in little things.
Friendship, love, and piety, ought to be handled with a sort of mysterious secrecy.—They ought to be spoken of only in the rare moments of perfect confidence—to be mutually understood in silence.—Many things are too delicate to be thought; many more to be spoken.
Delicacy is to the mind what fragrance is to the fruit.
If you destroy delicacy and a sense of shame in a young girl you deprave her very fast.
The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling.