I Cannot Comprehend The Neglect Of A

Nothing Amuses Me More Than The Easy Manner With Which Everybody Settles The Abundance Of Those Who Have A Great Deal Less Than Themselves.

What Praise Is More Valuable Than The Praise Of An Intelligent Servant?

We All Know Him To Be A Proud, Unpleasant Sort Of Man; But This Would Be Nothing If You Really Liked Him.

You Want To Tell Me, And I Have No Objection To Hearing It.

There Could Have Never Been Two Hearts So Open, No Tastes So Similar, No Feelings So In Unison, No Countenances So Beloved. Now They Were As Strangers; Nay, Worse Than Strangers, For They Could Never Become Acquainted. It Was A Perpetual Estrangement.