Had I Not Been Bound To Silence

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.

Every Savage Can Dance.

Time, Time Will Heal The Wound.

You Are Very Kind In Planning Presents For Me To Make, And My Mother Has Shown Me Exactly The Same Attention; But As I Do Not Choose To Have Generosity Dictated To Me, I Shall Not Resolve On Giving My Cabinet To Anna Till The First Thought Of It Has Been My Own.

Time Will Generally Lessen The Interest Of Every Attachment Not Within The Daily Circle.