I Can Always Live By My Pen.

I Come Here With No Expectations, Only To Profess, Now That I Am At Liberty To Do So, That My Heart Is And Always Will Be Yours.

Mrs. Jennings Was A Widow, With An Ample Jointure. She Had Only Two Daughters, Both Of Whom She Had Lived To See Respectably Married, And She Had Now Therefore Nothing To Do But To Marry All The Rest Of The World.

The Musgroves Had Had The Ill Fortune Of A Very Troublesome, Hopeless Son, And The Good Fortune To Lose Him Before He Reached His Twentieth Year.

To Be Sure You Know No Actual Good Of Me, But Nobody Thinks Of That When They Fall In Love.

One Man's Style Must Not Be The Rule Of Another's.