All Beginnings Are Very Troublesome Things.

There Are Words To Paint The Misery Of Love, But None To Paint Its Happiness.

Doubts, Like Facts, Are Stubborn Things.

The Rich Know Not How Hard It Is To Be Of Needful Rest And Needful Food Debarred.

It Merely Shews, After All, That Affection Is A Habit.

... Many A Heart Is Caught In The Rebound ... Pride May Be Soothed By The Ready Devotion Of Another; Vanity May Be Excited The More Keenly By Recent Mortification.