I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one half his days and mad the other.

I was not really angry: I felt for him all the time, and longed to be reconciled; but I determined he should make the first advances, or at least show some signs of an humble and contrite spirit, first; for, if I began, it would only minister to his self-conceit, increase his arrogance, and quite destroy the lesson I wanted to give him.

Thank heaven, I am free and safe at last!

But, God knows best, I concluded.

If ever I am a mother I will zealously strive against this crime of over- indulgence. I can hardly give it a milder name when I think of the evils it brings.

Keep both heart and hand in your own possession, till you see good reason to part with them.

I wished to tell the truth, for truth always conveys its own moral to those who are able to receive it.