I Should Infinitely Prefer A Book.

Marriage Is Indeed A Maneuvering Business.

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.

If Any Young Men Come For Mary Or Kitty, Send Them In, For I Am Quite As Leisure.

Surprises Are Foolish Things. The Pleasure Is Not Enhanced, And The Inconvenience Is Often Considerable.

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope...i Have Loved None But You.