If things are going untowardly one month, they are sure to mend the next.

I frequently observe that one pretty face would be followed by five and thirty frights.

There could have never been two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved. Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.

He had an affectionate heart. He must love somebody.

Miss Morland, no one can think more highly of the understanding of women than I do. In my opinion, nature has given them so much, that they never find it necessary to use more than half.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

A man always imagines a woman to be ready for anybody who asks her.