My Education Was Neglected, Yet I Was

I Saw No Cause For Their Unhappiness, But I Was Deeply Affected By It. If Such Lovely Creatures Were Miserable, It Was Less Strange That I, An Imperfect And Solitary Being, Should Be Wretched.

A Lofty Sense Of Independence Is, In Man, The Best Privilege Of His Nature.

Her Countenance Was All Expression; Her Eyes Were Not Dark But Impenetrably Deep; You Seemed To Discover Space After Space In Their Intellectual Glance.

I Cherished Hope, It Is True, But It Vanished When My Person Reflected . . .

Elegance Is Inferior To Virtue.