Fanny! You Are Killing Me!" "no Man

There Is Hardly Any Personal Defect... Which An Agreeable Manner Might Not Gradually Reconcile One To.

It Is Very Difficult For The Prosperous To Be Humble.

A Man Always Imagines A Woman To Be Ready For Anybody Who Asks Her.

It Is The Misfortune Of Poetry, To Be Seldom Safely Enjoyed By Those Who Enjoy It Completely.

But Catherine Did Not Know Her Own Advantages - Did Not Know That A Good-looking Girl, With An Affectionate Heart And A Very Ignorant Mind, Cannot Fail Of Attracting A Clever Young Man, Unless Circumstances Are Particularly Untoward.