Arguments Are Too Much Like Disputes.

It Was A Delightful Visit;-perfect, In Being Much Too Short.

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope. Tell Me Not That I Am Too Late, That Such Precious Feelings Are Gone For Ever.

Oh! You Are A Great Deal Too Apt, You Know, To Like People In General. You Never See Fault In Any Body. All The World Are Good And Agreeable In Your Eyes. I Never Heard You Speak Ill Of A Human Being In My Life." "i Would Wish Not To Be Hasty In Censuring Any One; But I Always Speak What I Think.

She Felt That She Could So Much More Depend Upon The Sincerity Of Those Who Sometimes Looked Or Said A Careless Or A Hasty Thing, Than Of Those Whose Presence Of Mind Never Varied, Whose Tongue Never Slipped.

There Is A Stubbornness About Me That Never Can Bear To Be Frightened At The Will Of Others. My Courage Always Rises At Every Attempt To Intimidate Me.