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A Person Who Can Write A Long Letter With Ease, Cannot Write Ill.

How Little Of Permanent Happiness Could Belong To A Couple Who Were Only Brought Together Because Their Passions Were Stronger Than Their Virtue.

She Will Never Submit To Any Thing Requiring Industry And Patience, And A Subjection Of The Fancy To The Understanding.

Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

Every Man Is Surrounded By A Neighborhood Of Voluntary Spies.