If I could not be persuaded into doing what I thought wrong, I never will be tricked into it.

But there was happiness elsewhere which no description can reach.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.

I am fond of history and am very well contented to take the false with the true. In the principal facts they have sources of intelligence in former histories and records, which may be as much depended on, I conclude, as anything that does not actually pass under ones own observation; and as for the little embellishments you speak of, they are embellishments, and I like them as such.

He had an affectionate heart. He must love somebody.

I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.

Beware how you give your heart.