And We Mean To Treat You All,'

Her Mind Was All Disorder. The Past, Present, Future, Every Thing Was Terrible.

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.

She Was Nothing More Than A Mere Good-tempered, Civil And Obliging Young Woman; As Such We Could Scarcely Dislike Her -- She Was Only An Object Of Contempt

Where Youth And Diffidence Are United, It Requires Uncommon Steadiness Of Reason To Resist The Attraction Of Being Called The Most Charming Girl In The World.

I Declare After All There Is No Enjoyment Like Reading!