The Freer You Feel Yourself In The

Habit Is Altogether Too Arbitrary A Master For Me To Submit To.

He Whose Pride Oppresses The Humble May Perhaps Be Humbled, But Will Never Be Humble.

Sensibility Is The Power Of Woman.

Malice Is Poisoned By Her Own Venom.

As A Man's Salutations, So Is The Total Of His Character; In Nothing Do We Lay Ourselves So Open As In Our Manner Of Meeting And Salutation.