Now literary success can only be won in solitude by persevering labor.

How sternly we reproach virtue for its failings, how indulgent we are to the better qualities of vice!

Give to a wounded heart seclusion; consolation nor reason ever effected anything in such a case.

Old maids claw as cats do. They not only inflict wounds but experience pleasure in doing so. Nor will they fail to remind their victims of the blood drawn.

While seeking out the dead, I see nothing but the living.

No navigator has yet traced lines of latitude and longitude on the conjugal sea.

An ugly woman, married to King Henry VIII, would have defied the axe and daunted her husband's infidelities.