My Heart Is Too Thoroughly Dried To

Because I Imagine There Must Be Only A Very, Very Few Men In The World, That I Should Like To Marry; And Of Those Few, It Is Ten To One I May Never Be Acquainted With One; Or If I Should, It Is Twenty To One He May Not Happen To Be Single, Or To Take A Fancy To Me.

Farewell To Thee! But Not Farewell To All My Fondest Thoughts Of Thee; Within My Heart They Still Shall Dwell And They Shall Cheer And Comfort Me.

I Began This Book With The Intention Of Concealing Nothing, That Those Who Liked Might Have The Benefit Of Perusing A Fellow Creature's Heart: But We Have Some Thoughts That All The Angels In Heaven Are Welcome To Behold -- But Not Our Brother-men -- Not Even The Best And Kindest Amongst Them.

I Possess The Faculty Of Enjoying The Company Of Those I - Of My Friends As Well In Silence As In Conversation.

My Soul Is Awakened, My Spirit Is Soaring And Carried Aloft On The Wings Of The Breeze.