A report of a most alarming nature reached me two days ago.

He could not forgive her, but he could not be unfeeling. Though condemning her for the past, and considering it with high and unjust resentment, though perfectly careless of her, and though becoming attached to another, still he could not see her suffer, without the desire of giving her relief. It was a remainder of former sentiment; it was an impulse of pure, though unacknowledged friendship; it was a proof of his own warm and amiable heart.

Indulge your imagination in every possible flight.

Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can.

Everybody's heart is open, you know, when they have recently escaped from severe pain, or are recovering the blessing of health.

She felt that she could so much more depend upon the sincerity of those who sometimes looked or said a careless or a hasty thing, than of those whose presence of mind never varied, whose tongue never slipped.

The truth is, that in London it is always a sickly season. Nobody is healthy in London, nobody can be.