I Should Not Mind Anything At All.

A Woman, Especially, If She Have The Misfortune Of Knowing Anything, Should Conceal It As Well As She Can.

Marry Me. Marry Me, My Wonderful, Darling Friend.

There Is Nothing Like Staying At Home For Real Comfort.

Fanny! You Are Killing Me!" "no Man Dies Of Love But On The Stage, Mr. Crawford.

General Benevolence, But Not General Friendship, Made A Man What He Ought To Be.