Perfect Happiness, Even In Memory, Is Not

She Was Feeling, Thinking, Trembling About Everything; Agitated, Happy, Miserable, Infinitely Obliged, Absolutely Angry.

In Every Power, Of Which Taste Is The Foundation, Excellence Is Pretty Fairly Divided Between The Sexes.

I Have Been A Selfish Being All My Life, In Practice, Though Not In Principle.

A Lucky Guess Is Never Merely Luck. There Is Always Some Talent In It.

One Man's Ways May Be As Good As Another's, But We All Like Our Own Best.