It Is Wonderful, For Almost All His

I Do Suspect That He Is Not Really Necessary To My Happiness.

It Is A Shocking Trick For A Young Person To Be Always Lolling Upon A Sofa.

Her Form, Though Not So Correct As Her Sister's, In Having The Advantage Of Height, Was More Striking; And Her Face Was So Lovely, That When In The Common Cant Of Praise She Was Called A Beautiful Girl, Truth Was Less Violently Outraged Than Usually Happens.

Arguments Are Too Much Like Disputes.

And Pictures Of Perfection, As You Know, Make Me Sick And Wicked.