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.

She attracted him more than he liked.

Never could I expect to be so truly beloved and important; so always first and always right in any man's eyes as I am in my father's.

Vanity, not love, has been my folly.

Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance.

All the world is good and agreeable in your eyes.

There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.