And Yet To Every Bad There Is

Their Position Was Perhaps The Happiest Of All Positions In The Social Scale, Being Above The Line At Which Neediness Ends, And Below The Line At Which The Convenances Begin To Cramp Natural Feeling, And The Stress Of Threadbare Modishness Makes Too Little Of Enough.

Time Changes Everything Except Something Within Us Which Is Always Surprised By Change.

Thoroughly Convinced Of The Impossibility Of His Own Suit, A High Resolve Constrained Him Not To Injure That Of Another. This Is A Lover's Most Stoical Virtue, As The Lack Of It Is A Lover's Most Venial Sin.

My Eyes Were Dazed By You For A Little, And That Was All.

A Novel Is An Impression, Not An Argument; And There The Matter Must Rest.