Well, My Comfort Is, I Am Sure

There Is No Charm Equal To Tenderness Of Heart.

May I Ask You What These Questions Tend?' 'merely To The Illustration Of Your Character,' Said She, Endeavouring To Shake Off Her Gravity. 'i Am Trying To Make It Out.' 'and What Is Your Success?' She Shook Her Head. 'i Do Not Get On At All. I Hear Such Different Accounts Of You As Puzzle Me Exceedingly.

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

A Mind Lively And At Ease, Can Do With Seeing Nothing, And Can See Nothing That Does Not Answer.

We Do Not Suffer By Accident.