I love you. Most ardently.
The worst crimes; are the crimes of the heart
How horrible it is to have so many people killed! And what a blessing that one cares for none of them!
there is not the least wit in my nature. I am a very matter of fact, plain spoken being, and may blunder on the borders of a repartee for half an hour together without striking it out.
I have never yet known what it was to separate esteem from love
I should infinitely prefer a book.