Every Few Weeks She Would Shut Herself

…misfortune Was Much More Interesting To Her Than Good Luck.

Preserve Your Memories, Keep Them Well, What You Forget You Can Never Retell.

…i Can't Help Seeing That You Are Very Lonely, And Sometimes There Is A Hungry Look In Your Eyes That Goes To My Heart.

I've Neither Beauty, Money, Nor Rank, Yet Every Foolish Boy Mistakes My Frank Interest For Something Warmer, And Makes Me Miserable. It Is My Misfortune. Think Of Me What You Will, But Beware Of Me In Time, For Against My Will I May Do You Harm.

It Is Never Too Early To Try And Plant [good Principles] In A Child, And Never Too Late To Cultivate Them In The Most Neglected Person.