It Does Not Appear To Me That

I Certainly Must,' Said She. 'this Sensation Of Listlessness, Weariness, Stupidity, This Disinclination To Sit Down And Employ Myself, This Feeling Of Everything's Being Dull And Insipid About The House! I Must Be In Love; I Should Be The Oddest Creature In The World If I Were Not.

You Have No Ambition, I Well Know. Your Wishes Are All Moderate.' 'as Moderate As Those Of The Rest Of The World, I Believe. I Wish As Well As Every Body Else To Be Perfectly Happy, But Like Every Body Else It Must Be In My Own Way. Greatness Will Not Make Me So.

Nothing Ever Fatigues Me, But Doing What I Do Not Like.

Do You Not Want To Know Who Has Taken It?" Cried His Wife Impatiently.

There Is A Quickness Of Perception In Some, A Nicety In The Discernment Of Character, A Natural Penetration, In Short, Which No Experience In Others Can Equal.