What strange creatures brothers are!
Fine dancing, I believe, like virtue, must be its own reward.
But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea.
Do not consider me now as an elegant female intending to plague you, but as a rational creature speaking the truth from her heart.
Every moment had its pleasure and its hope.
Undoubtedly ... there is a meanness in all the arts which ladies sometimes condescend to employ for captivation. What bears affinity to cunning is despicable.