How despicable is that humanity, which can be contented to pity, where it might assuage!

Do you believe your heart to be, indeed, so hardened, that you can look without emotion on the suffering, to which you would condemn me?

What has a man's face to do with his character? Can a man of good character help having a disagreeable face?

To a generous mind few circumstances are more afflicting than a discovery of perfidy in those whom we have trusted.

There is no accounting for tastes.

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

I ought not to doubt the steadiness of your affection. Yet 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, and thus it is, that i always feel revived, as by a new convinction, when your words tell me I am dear to you; and wanting these, I relapse into doubt and often into despondency.