All the privilege I claim for my own sex ... is that of loving longest, when existence or hope is gone.

She looked back as well as she could; but it was all confusion. She had taken up the idea, she supposed and made everything bend to it.

I assure you. I have no notion of treating men with such respect. That is the way to spoil them.

An egg boiled very soft is not unwholesome.

Life could do nothing for her, beyond giving time for a better preparation for death.

I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! -- When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.

It would be most right, and most wise, and, therefore must involve least suffering.