Trusting That You Will Some Time Or

They Parted At Last With Mutual Civility, And Possibly A Mutual Desire Of Never Meeting Again.

I Never Wish To Offend, But I Am So Foolishly Shy, That I Often Seem Negligent, When I Am Only Kept Back By My Natural Awkwardness ... Shyness Is Only The Effect Of A Sense Of Inferiority In Some Way Or Other. If I Could Persuade Myself That My Manners Were Perfectly Easy And Graceful, I Should Not Be Shy.

My Good Opinion Once Lost Is Lost Forever.

Life Seems But A Quick Succession Of Busy Nothings.

Well, My Comfort Is, I Am Sure Jane Will Die Of A Broken Heart, And Then He Will Be Sorry For What He Has Done.