Without music, life would be a blank to me.

Were I to fall in love, indeed, it would be a different thing! but I never have been in love; it is not my way, or my nature; and I do not think I ever shall.

Sophia shrieked and fainted on the ground – I screamed and instantly ran mad. We remained thus mutually deprived of our senses, some minutes, and on regaining them were deprived of them again. For an Hour and a Quarter did we continue in this unfortunate situation – Sophia fainting every moment and I running mad as often. At length a groan from the hapless Edward (who alone retained any share of life) restored us to ourselves.

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

Success supposes endeavour.

Silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way.

Pray, pray be composed, and do not betray what you feel to every body present