There Is Safety In Reserve, But No

And Pictures Of Perfection, As You Know, Make Me Sick And Wicked.

My Ideas Flow So Rapidly That I Have Not Time To Express Them──by Which Means My Letters Sometimes Convey No Ideas At All To My Correspondents.

The Sooner Every Party Breaks Up The Better.

A Man . . . Must Have A Very Good Opinion Of Himself When He Asks People To Leave Their Own Fireside, And Encounter Such A Day As This, For The Sake Of Coming To See Him. He Must Think Himself A Most Agreeable Fellow.

She Was Nothing More Than A Mere Good-tempered, Civil And Obliging Young Woman; As Such We Could Scarcely Dislike Her -- She Was Only An Object Of Contempt