Nobody Can Tell What I Suffer! But

Let No One Presume To Give The Feelings Of A Young Woman On Receiving The Assurance Of That Affection Of Which She Has Scarcely Allowed Herself To Entertain A Hope.

Maybe It’s That I Find It Hard To Forgive The Follies And Vices Of Others, Or Their Offenses Against Me. My Good Opinion, Once Lost, Is Lost Forever.

I Am Going To Take A Heroine Whom No One But Myself Will Much Like

To Yield Readily--easily--to The Persuasion Of A Friend Is No Merit.... To Yield Without Conviction Is No Compliment To The Understanding Of Either.

None Of Us Want To Be In Calm Waters All Our Lives.