I Do Not Find Myself Making Any

Without Scheming To Do Wrong, Or To Make Others Unhappy, There May Be Error And There May Be Misery. Thoughtlessness, Want Of Attention To Other People's Feelings, And Want Of Resolution, Will Do The Business.

What Dreadful Hot Weather We Have! It Keeps One In A Continual State Of Inelegance.

Maybe It’s That I Find It Hard To Forgive The Follies And Vices Of Others, Or Their Offenses Against Me. My Good Opinion, Once Lost, Is Lost Forever.

She Was One Of Those, Who, Having, Once Begun, Would Be Always In Love.

Such A Letter Was Not To Be Soon Recovered From. . . . Every Moment Rather Brought Fresh Agitation. It Was An Overpowering Happiness.