I Do Suspect That He Is Not

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

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope. Tell Me Not That I Am Too Late, That Such Precious Feelings Are Gone For Ever. I Offer Myself To You Again With A Heart Even More Your Own Than When You Almost Broke It, Eight And A Half Years Ago. Dare Not Say That A Man Forgets Sooner Than Woman, That His Love Has An Earlier Death. I Have Loved None But You. Unjust I May Have Been, Weak And Resentful I Have Been, But Never Inconstant.

But People Themselves Alter So Much, That There Is Something New To Be Observed In Them For Ever.

You Have No Ambition, I Well Know. Your Wishes Are All Moderate.' 'as Moderate As Those Of The Rest Of The World, I Believe. I Wish As Well As Every Body Else To Be Perfectly Happy, But Like Every Body Else It Must Be In My Own Way. Greatness Will Not Make Me So.

But For My Own Part, If A Book Is Well Written, I Always Find It Too Short.