Never marry with the expectation of changing a person.

The book of female logic is blotted all over with tears, and Justice in their courts is forever in a passion.

A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry WHOM SHE LIKES.

Titles are abolished; and the American Republic swarms with men claiming and bearing them.

Perhaps all early love affairs ought to be strangled or drowned, like so many blind kittens.

Who feels injustice, who shrinks before a slight, who has a sense of wrong so acute, and so glowing a gratitude for kindness, as a generous boy?

We are most of us very lonely in this world; you who have any who love you, cling to them and thank God.