I Had Been Seasoned By Adversity, And

Keep Both Heart And Hand In Your Own Possession, Till You See Good Reason To Part With Them.

He Had Not Breathed A Word Of Love, Or Dropped One Hint Of Tenderness Or Affection, And Yet I Had Been Supremely Happy. To Be Near Him, To Hear Him Talk As He Did Talk, And To Feel That He Thought Me Worthy To Be So Spoken To - Capable Of Understanding And Duly Appreciating Such Discourse - Was Enough.

I Do Believe A Young Lady Can't Be Too Careful Who She Marries.

What A Fool You Must Be," Said My Head To My Heart, Or My Sterner To My Softer Self.

Intimate Acquaintance Must Precede Real Friendship