Whom We Fear More Than Love, We

She Who Is More Ashamed Of Dishonesty Than Of Poverty Will Not Be Easily Overcome.

I Am Forced, As I Have Often Said, To Try To Make Myself Laugh, That I May Not Cry: For One Or Other I Must Do.

Air And Manners Are More Expressive Than Words.

I Know Not My Own Heart If It Be Not Absolutely Free.

The Eye Is The Casement At Which The Heart Generally Looks Out. Many A Woman Who Will Not Show Herself At The Door, Has Tipt The Sly, The Intelligible Wink From The Window.