A Widow's Refusal Of A Lover Is

I Am Forced, As I Have Often Said, To Try To Make Myself Laugh, That I May Not Cry: For One Or Other I Must Do.

Nothing In Human Nature Is So God-like As The Disposition To Do Good To Our Fellow-creatures.

Women Are So Much In Love With Compliments That Rather Than Want Them, They Will Compliment One Another, Yet Mean No More By It Than The Men Do.

Tired Of Myself Longing For What I Have Not

Those Commands Of Superiors Which Are Contrary To Our First Duties Are Not To Be Obeyed.