Yes, I Found Myself, By Insensible Degrees,

There Is, I Believe, In Every Disposition A Tendency To Some Particular Evil, A Natural Defect, Which Not Even The Best Education Can Overcome." "and Your Defect Is A Propensity To Hate Everybody." "and Yours," He Replied With A Smile, "is Wilfully To Misunderstand Them.

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.

I Believe You [men] Capable Of Everything Great And Good In Your Married Lives. I Believe You Equal To Every Important Exertion, And To Every Domestic Forbearance, So Long As - If I May Be Allowed The Expression, So Long As You Have An Object. I Mean, While The Woman You Love Lives, And Lives For You. All The Privilege I Claim For My Own Sex (it Is Not A Very Enviable One, You Need Not Covet It) Is That Of Loving Longest, When Existence Or When Hope Is Gone.

Woman Is Fine For Her Own Satisfaction Alone. No Man Will Admire Her The More, No Woman Will Like Her The Better For It. Neatness And Fashion Are Enough For The Former, And A Something Of Shabbiness Or Impropriety Will Be Most Endearing To The Latter.

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope. Tell Me Not That I Am Too Late, That Such Precious Feelings Are Gone For Ever.