With Women, The Heart Argues, Not The

Life Seems But A Quick Succession Of Busy Nothings.

We All Know Him To Be A Proud, Unpleasant Sort Of Man; But This Would Be Nothing If You Really Liked Him.

If Any Young Men Come For Mary Or Kitty, Send Them In, For I Am Quite As Leisure.

There Is A Quickness Of Perception In Some, A Nicety In The Discernment Of Character, A Natural Penetration, In Short, Which No Experience In Others Can Equal.

She Was Not Often Invited To Join In The Conversation Of The Others, Nor Did She Desire It. Her Own Thoughts And Reflections Were Habitually Her Best Companions.