Her Heart Did Whisper That He Had

Oh! Single, My Dear, To Be Sure! A Single Man Of Large Fortune; Four Or Five Thousand A Year. What A Fine Thing For Our Girls!

A Sick Child Is Always The Mother's Property; Her Own Feelings Generally Make It So.

I Never Wish To Offend, But I Am So Foolishly Shy, That I Often Seem Negligent, When I Am Only Kept Back By My Natural Awkwardness ... Shyness Is Only The Effect Of A Sense Of Inferiority In Some Way Or Other. If I Could Persuade Myself That My Manners Were Perfectly Easy And Graceful, I Should Not Be Shy.

No- I Cannot Talk Of Books In A Ballroom; My Head Is Always Full Of Something Else.

A Vast Deal May Be Done By Those Who Dare To Act.