Her Mind Was All Disorder. The Past,

When Money Is Once Parted With, It Can Never Return.

And Now I May Dismiss My Heroine To The Sleepless Couch, Which Is The True Heroine's Portion - To A Pillow Strewed With Thorns And Wet With Tears. And Lucky May She Think Herself, If She Get Another Good Night's Rest In The Course Of The Next Three Months.

Friendship Is Certainly The Finest Balm For The Pangs Of Disappointed Love.

One Half Of Her Should Not Be Always So Much Wiser Than The Other Half.

When I Have A House Of My Own, I Shall Be Miserable If I Have Not An Excellent Library.