Goldsmith tells us, that when lovely woman stoops to folly, she has nothing to do but to die; and when she stoops to be disagreeable, it is equally to be recommended as a clearer of ill-fame.

And now I may dismiss my heroine to the sleepless couch, which is the true heroine's portion - to a pillow strewed with thorns and wet with tears. And lucky may she think herself, if she get another good night's rest in the course of the next three months.

An interval of meditation, serious and grateful, was the best corrective of everything dangerous.

A mother would have been always present. A mother would have been a constant friend; her influence would have been beyond all other.

Men were put into the world to teach women the law of compromise.

To you I shall say, as I have often said before, Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last.

May I ask you what these questions tend?' 'Merely to the illustration of your character,' said she, endeavouring to shake off her gravity. 'I am trying to make it out.' 'And what is your success?' She shook her head. 'I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly.