I Lay It Down As A General

I Have Now Attained The True Art Of Letter-writing, Which We Are Always Told, Is To Express On Paper Exactly What One Would Say To The Same Person By Word Of Mouth.

Are The Shades Of Pemberley To Be Thus Polluted?

What Strange Creatures Brothers Are!

...when Pain Is Over, The Remembrance Of It Often Becomes A Pleasure.

Men Have Had Every Advantage Of Us In Telling Their Own Story. Education Has Been Theirs In So Much Higher A Degree; The Pen Has Been In Their Hands. I Will Not Allow Books To Prove Anything.