It Is Hard To Find Beauty In

I Pluck Up The Good Lissome Herbs Of Sentences By Pruning, Eat Them By Reading, Digest Them By Musing, And Lay Them Up At Length In The High Seat Of Memory.

I Do Not Want A Husband Who Honors Me As A Queen If He Does Not Love Me As A Woman.

Mr. Doctor, That Loose Gown Becomes You So Well I Wonder Your Notions Should Be So Narrow.

God Forgive You, But I Never Can.

A Fool Too Late Bewares When All The Peril Is Past.