A Lucky Guess Is Never Merely Luck.

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.

Loss Of Virtue In A Female Is Irretrievable; That One False Step Involves Her In Endless Ruin; That Her Reputation Is No Less Brittle Than It Is Beautiful; And That She Cannot Be Too Much Guarded In Her Behaviour Towards The Undeserving Of The Other Sex.

It Will, I Believe, Be Everywhere Found, That As The Clergy Are, Or Are Not What They Ought To Be, So Are The Rest Of The Nation.

We Can All Begin Freely—a Slight Preference Is Natural Enough; But There Are Very Few Of Us Who Have Heart Enough To Be Really In Love Without Encouragement.

Obstinate, Headstrong Girl!