The joy of my heart is to 'study men, their manners, and their ways,' and for this darling object I cheerfully sacrifice every other consideration.
The wide world is all before us - but a world without a friend.
There is nothing in the whole frame of man which seems to me so unaccountable as that thing called conscience.
Suspense is worse than disappointment.
There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.
In my conscience, I believe that my heart has been so oft on fire that it is absolutely vitrified.
