The Woman Who Thinks Meanly Of Herself

Women Love To Be Called Cruel, Even When They Are Kindest.

All Human Excellence Is But Comparative — There Are Persons Who Excel Us, As Much As We Fancy We Excel The Meanest.

The Longer A Woman Remains Single, The More Apprehensive She Will Be Of Entering Into The State Of Wedlock. At Seventeen Or Eighteen, A Girl Will Plunge Into It, Sometimes Without Either Fear Or Wit; At Twenty, She Will Begin To Think; At Twenty-four, Will Weigh And Discriminate; At Twenty-eight, Will Be Afraid Of Venturing; At Thirty, Will Turn About, And Look Down The Hill She Has Ascended, And Sometimes Rejoice, Sometimes Repent, That She Has Gained That Summit Sola.

The Companion Of An Evening, And The Companion For Life, Require Very Different Qualifications.

Tis A Barbarous Temper, And A Sign Of A Very Ill Nature, To Take Delight In Shocking Any One: And, On The Contrary, It Is The Mark Of An Amiable And A Beneficent Temper, To Say All The Kind Things One Can, Without Flattery Or Playing The Hypocrite,--and What Never Fails Of Procuring The Love And Esteem Of Every One; Which, Next To Doing Good To A Deserving Object Who Wants It, Is One Of The Greatest Pleasures Of This Life.