Everyone Else Is Just Cocktails.

Little Jane's Love Would Have Been My Best Reward, Without It, My Heart Is Broken.

There Are Not Unfrequently Substantial Reasons Underneath For Customs That Appear To Us Absurd; And If I Were Ever Again To Find Myself Amongst Strangers, I Should Be Solicitous To Examine Before I Condemned.

I Sat Down And Tried To Rest. I Could Not; Though I Had Been On Foot All Day, I Could Not Now Repose An Instant; I Was Too Much Excited. A Phase Of My Life Was Closing Tonight, A New One Opening Tomorrow: Impossible To Slumber In The Interval; I Must Watch Feverishly While The Change Was Being Accomplished.

Your Station Is In My Heart, And On The Necks Of Those Who Would Insult You.

You Know Full Well As I Do The Value Of Sisters' Affections: There Is Nothing Like It In This World.