Whatever Bears Affinity To Cunning Is Despicable.

Told Herself Likewise Not To Hope. But It Was Too Late. Hope Had Already Entered.

Arguments Are Too Much Like Disputes.

A Man Always Imagines A Woman To Be Ready For Anybody Who Asks Her.

I Might As Well Enquire,” Replied She, “why With So Evident A Design Of Offending And Insulting Me, You Chose To Tell Me That You Liked Me Against Your Will, Against Your Reason, And Even Against Your Character?

Books--oh! No. I Am Sure We Never Read The Same, Or Not With The Same Feelings." "i Am Sorry You Think So; But If That Be The Case, There Can At Least Be No Want Of Subject. We May Compare Our Different Opinions.