Such a letter was not to be soon recovered from. . . . Every moment rather brought fresh agitation. It was an overpowering happiness.

Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.

There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome." "And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody." "And yours," he replied with a smile, "is wilfully to misunderstand them.

Did not you? I did for you. But that is one great difference between us. Compliments always take you by surprise, and me never.

It was, perhaps, one of those cases in which advice is good or bad only as the event decides.

A woman, especially, if she have the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can.

There is no reason in the world why you should not be important where you are known. You have good sense, and a sweet temper, and I am sure you have a grateful heart, that could never receive kindness without hoping to return it. I do not know any better qualifications for a friend and companion.