I Was Quiet But I Was Not

The Truth Is, That In London It Is Always A Sickly Season. Nobody Is Healthy In London, Nobody Can Be.

There Is Something In The Eloquence Of The Pulpit, When It Is Really Eloquence, Which Is Entitled To The Highest Praise And Honour. The Preacher Who Can Touch And Affect Such An Heterogeneous Mass Of Hearers, On Subjects Limited, And Long Worn Thread-bare In All Common Hands; Who Can Say Any Thing New Or Striking, Any Thing That Rouses The Attention, Without Offending The Taste, Or Wearing Out The Feelings Of His Hearers, Is A Man Whom One Could Not (in His Public Capacity) Honour Enough.

Where Youth And Diffidence Are United, It Requires Uncommon Steadiness Of Reason To Resist The Attraction Of Being Called The Most Charming Girl In The World.

We Must Consider What Miss. Fairfax Quits, Before We Condemn Her Taste For What She Goes To.

When I Have A House Of My Own, I Shall Be Miserable If I Have Not An Excellent Library.