Time Will Explain.

He Was Not An Ill-disposed Young Man, Unless To Be Rather Cold Hearted, And Rather Selfish, Is To Be Ill-disposed.

I Am Not At All In A Humour For Writing; I Must Write On Till I Am.

I Am Determined That Only The Deepest Love Will Induce Me Into Matrimony. So... I Shall End An Old Maid, And Teach Your Ten Children To Embroider Cushions And Play Their Instruments Very Ill.

A Lucky Guess Is Never Merely Luck. There Is Always Some Talent In It.

What Do You Know Of My Heart? What Do You Know Of Anything But Your Own Suffering?