Which Of All My Important Nothings Shall

It Was, Perhaps, One Of Those Cases In Which Advice Is Good Or Bad Only As The Event Decides.

For He Is Such A Disagreeable Man, That It Would Be Quite A Misfortune To Be Liked By Him.

I Begin Already To Weigh My Words And Sentences More Than I Did, And Am Looking About For A Sentiment, An Illustration, Or A Metaphor In Every Corner Of The Room. Could My Ideas Flow As Fast As The Rain In The Storecloset It Would Be Charming.

Each Found Her Greatest Safety In Silence.

A Lady, Without A Family, Was The Very Best Preserver Of Furniture In The World.