If the weak hand, that has recorded this tale, has, by its scenes, beguiled the mourner of one hour of sorrow, or, by its moral, taught him to sustain it - the effort, however humble, has not been vain, nor is the writer unrewarded.

When justice happens to oppose prejudice, we are apt to believe it virtuous to disobey her.

Such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest.

I wish that all those, who on this night are not merry enough to speak before they think, may ever after be grave enough to think before they speak!

There is no accounting for tastes.

But no matter for that, you can be tolerably happy, perhaps, notwithstanding; but as for guessing how happy I am, or knowing anything about the matter,--- O! its quite beyond what you can understand.

I tasted too what was called the sweet of revenge - but it was transient, it expired even with the object, that provoked it.