There Is Always A But In This

Intimate Acquaintance Must Precede Real Friendship

But Smiles And Tears Are So Alike With Me, They Are Neither Of Them Confined To Any Particular Feelings: I Often Cry When I Am Happy, And Smile When I Am Sad.

I Was Not Really Angry: I Felt For Him All The Time, And Longed To Be Reconciled; But I Determined He Should Make The First Advances, Or At Least Show Some Signs Of An Humble And Contrite Spirit, First; For, If I Began, It Would Only Minister To His Self-conceit, Increase His Arrogance, And Quite Destroy The Lesson I Wanted To Give Him.

There Are Great Books In This World And Great Worlds In Books.

If The Generous Ideas Of Youth Are Too Often Over- Clouded By The Sordid Views Of After-life, That Scarcely Proves Them To Be False