I Am Happier Than Jane; She Only

The Evergreen! How Beautiful, How Welcome, How Wonderful The Evergreen! When One Thinks Of It, How Astonishing A Variety Of Nature! In Some Countries We Know That The Tree That Sheds Its Leaf Is The Variety, But That Does Not Make It Less Amazing, That The Same Soil And The Same Sun Should Nurture Plants Differing In The First Rule And Law Of Their Existence.

But Shakespeare One Gets Acquainted With Without Knowing How. It Is A Part Of An Englishman's Constitution. His Thoughts And Beauties Are So Spread Abroad That One Touches Them Everywhere; One Is Intimate With Him By Instinct. No Man Of Any Brain Can Open At A Good Part Of One Of His Plays Without Falling Into The Flow Of His Meaning Immediately.

If This Man Had Not Twelve Thousand A Year, He Would Be A Very Stupid Fellow.

Perfect Happiness, Even In Memory, Is Not Common.

Nobody Can Tell What I Suffer! But It Is Always So. Those Who Do Not Complain Are Never Pitied.