Ah, mother! How do you do?' said he, giving her a hearty shake of the hand; 'Where did you get that quiz of a hat? It makes you look like an old witch...' On his two younger sisters he then bestowed an equal portion of his fraternal tenderness, for he asked each of them how they did, and observed that they both looked very ugly.

She was without any power, because she was without any desire of command over herself.

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

And have you never known the pleasure and triumph of a lucky guess? I pity you. I thought you cleverer; for depend upon it, a lucky guess is never merely luck. There is always some talent in it.

One has not great hopes from Birmingham. I always say there is something direful in the sound.

The less said the better.

I have always maintained the importance of Aunts