[...]my Memory Is Reasonably Good—unlike Yours, Dear

Is It Not Insupportable To Be Held Down To A Canter When You Long To Gallop For Miles?

Oh, 'tis Not My Qualities They Object To! 'tis My Lack Of Vice.

Eccentricity May Be Diverting, Mama, But It Is Out Of Place In A Wife: Certainly In My Wife!

You May Have Married Her, But She Is Mine. Do You Think I Shall Let You Take Her? She May Be Ten Times Your Wife, But, By God, You Shall Never Have Her.

I Comfort Myself With The Reflection That Your Wife Will Possibly Be Able To Curb Your Desire--i Admit, A Natural One For The Most Part--to Exterminate Your Fellows.