If I am wrong, I am doing what I believe to the right.

If a woman is partial to a man, and does not endeavour to conceal it, he must find it out." -Elizabeth

Goldsmith tells us, that when lovely woman stoops to folly, she has nothing to do but to die; and when she stoops to be disagreeable, it is equally to be recommended as a clearer of ill-fame.

Upon the whole, therefore, she found what had been sometimes found before, that an event to which she had looked forward with impatient desire, did not, in taking place, bring all the satisfaction she had promised herself.

Vanity working on a weak head, produces every sort of mischief.

But if I were you, I would stand by the nephew. He has more to give.

Why not seize the pleasure at once? -- How often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparation!