A Sick Child Is Always The Mother's

To Begin Perfect Happiness At The Respective Ages Of 26 And 18 Is To Do Pretty Well.

It Is Indolence... Indolence And Love Of Ease; A Want Of All Laudable Ambition, Of Taste For Good Company, Or Of Inclination To Take The Trouble Of Being Agreeable, Which Make Men Clergymen. A Clergyman Has Nothing To Do But Be Slovenly And Selfish; Read The Newspaper, Watch The Weather, And Quarrel With His Wife. His Curate Does All The Work And The Business Of His Own Life Is To Dine.

Time Will Generally Lessen The Interest Of Every Attachment Not Within The Daily Circle.

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.

Here And There, Human Nature May Be Great In Times Of Trial, But Generally Speaking It Is Its Weakness And Not Its Strength That Appears In A Sick Chamber; It Is Selfishness And Impatience Rather Than Generosity And Fortitude, That One Hears Of. There Is So Little Real Friendship In The World! – And Unfortunately' (speaking Low And Tremulously) 'there Are So Many Who Forget To Think Seriously Till It Is Almost Too Late.