Yet there it was not love. It was a little fever of admiration; but it might, probably must, end in love with some

Every impulse of feeling should be guided by reason; and, in my opinion, exertion should always be in proportion to what is required.

Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how.

And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.

My good qualities are under your protection, and you are to exaggerate them as much as possible; and, in return, it belongs to me to find occasion for teasing and quarreling with you as often as may be.

She told the story, however, with great spirit among her friends; for she had a lively, playful disposition, which delighted in any thing ridiculous.