There Is No Charm Equal To Tenderness

Nothing Ever Fatigues Me, But Doing What I Do Not Like.

This Was A Lucky Recollection -- It Saved Her From Something Like Regret.

It Is Not Time Or Opportunity That Is To Determine Intimacy;—it Is Disposition Alone. Seven Years Would Be Insufficient To Make Some People Acquainted With Each Other, And Seven Days Are More Than Enough For Others.

She Hoped To Be Wise And Reasonable In Time; But Alas! Alas! She Must Confess To Herself That She Was Not Wise Yet.

Vanity Working On A Weak Head, Produces Every Sort Of Mischief.