Now I Must Give One Smirk And

Selfishness Must Always Be Forgiven You Know, Because There Is No Hope Of A Cure.

Without Music, Life Would Be A Blank To Me.

A Sick Child Is Always The Mother's Property; Her Own Feelings Generally Make It So.

Your Countenance Perfectly Informs Me That You Were In Company Last Night With The Person, Whom You Think The Most Agreeable In The World, The Person Who Interests You At This Present Time, More Than All The Rest Of The World Put Together.

Never Could I Expect To Be So Truly Beloved And Important; So Always First And Always Right In Any Man's Eyes As I Am In My Father's.