Where Shall We See A Better Daughter,

A Single Woman, Of Good Fortune, Is Always Respectable, And May Be As Sensible And Pleasant As Any Body Else.

General Benevolence, But Not General Friendship, Made A Man What He Ought To Be.

She Was Humbled, She Was Grieved; She Repented, Though She Hardly Knew Of What. She Became Jealous Of His Esteem, When She Could No Longer Hope To Be Benefited By It. She Wanted To Hear Of Him, When There Seemed The Least Chance Of Gaining Intelligence. She Was Convinced That She Could Have Been Happy With Him, When It Was No Longer Likely They Should Meet.

Her Own Thoughts And Reflections Were Habitually Her Best Companions.

Wickedness Is Always Wickedness, But Folly Is Not Always Folly.