The Less Said The Better.

For What Do We Live, But To Make Sport For Our Neighbors And Laugh At Them In Our Turn?

I Am No Longer Surprised At Your Knowing Only Six Accomplished Women. I Rather Wonder Now At Your Knowing Any.

If This Man Had Not Twelve Thousand A Year, He Would Be A Very Stupid Fellow.

A Very Narrow Income Has A Tendency To Contract The Mind, And Sour The Temper. Those Who Can Barely Live, And Who Live Perforce In A Very Small, And Generally Very Inferior, Society, May Well Be Illiberal And Cross.

And Now I May Dismiss My Heroine To The Sleepless Couch, Which Is The True Heroine's Portion - To A Pillow Strewed With Thorns And Wet With Tears. And Lucky May She Think Herself, If She Get Another Good Night's Rest In The Course Of The Next Three Months.