I Have No Talent For Certainty.

I Lay It Down As A General Rule, Harriet, That If A Woman Doubts As To Whether She Should Accept A Man Or Not, She Certainly Ought To Refuse Him.

One Half Of The World Cannot Understand The Pleasures Of The Other.

I Pay Very Little Regard...to What Any Young Person Says On The Subject Of Marriage. If They Profess A Disinclination For It, I Only Set It Down That They Have Not Yet Seen The Right Person.

Is There Not Something Wanted, Miss Price, In Our Language - A Something Between Compliments And - And Love - To Suit The Sort Of Friendly Acquaintance We Have Had Together?

There, He Had Seen Every Thing To Exalt In His Estimation The Woman He Had Lost, And There Begun To Deplore The Pride, The Folly, The Madness Of Resentment, Which Had Kept Him From Trying To Regain Her When Thrown In His Way.