Women Are The Only Correspondents To Be

But People Themselves Alter So Much, That There Is Something New To Be Observed In Them For Ever.

Upon The Whole, Therefore, She Found What Had Been Sometimes Found Before, That An Event To Which She Had Looked Forward With Impatient Desire, Did Not, In Taking Place, Bring All The Satisfaction She Had Promised Herself.

Told Herself Likewise Not To Hope. But It Was Too Late. Hope Had Already Entered.

Lovely & Too Charming Fair One, Notwithstanding Your Forbidding Squint, Your Greazy Tresses & Your Swelling Back, Which Are More Frightful Than Imagination Can Paint Or Pen Describe, I Cannot Refrain From Expressing My Raptures, At The Engaging Qualities Of Your Mind, Which So Amply Atone For The Horror, With Which Your First Appearance Must Ever Inspire The Unwary Visitor.

The More I Know Of The World, The More I Am Convinced That I Shall Never See A Man Whom I Can Really Love.