Nonsense, Do You Imagine He Has Thought

It Is For God To Punish Wicked People; We Should Learn To Forgive.

You Have Been Compelled To Cultivate Your Reflective Faculties, For Want Of Occasions For Frittering Your Life Away In Silly Trifles.

Earnsha Was Not To Be Civilized With A Wish, And My Young Lady Was No Philosopher, And No Paragon Of Patience; But Both Their Minds Tending To The Same Point - One Loving And Desiring To Esteem, And The Other Loving And Desiring To Be Esteemed - They Contrived In The End To Reach It.

You Have Left Me So Long To Struggle Against Death, Alone, That I Feel And See Only Death! I Feel Like Death!

Every Leaf Speaks Bliss To Me, Fluttering From The Autumn Tree.