Maybe It’s That I Find It Hard

I Must Learn To Be Content With Being Happier Than I Deserve.

There Is, I Believe, In Every Disposition A Tendency To Some Particular Evil, A Natural Defect, Which Not Even The Best Education Can Overcome." "and Your Defect Is A Propensity To Hate Everybody." "and Yours," He Replied With A Smile, "is Wilfully To Misunderstand Them.

It Is A Difference Of Opinion Which Does Not Admit Of Proof. We Each Begin Probably With A Little Bias Towards Our Own Sex, And Upon That Bias Build Every Circumstance In Favour Of It Which Has Occurred Within Our Own Circle.

And Sometimes I Have Kept My Feelings To Myself, Because I Could Find No Language To Describe Them In.

A Scheme Of Which Every Part Promises Delight, Can Never Be Successful; And General Disappointment Is Only Warded Off By The Defence Of Some Little Peculiar Vexation.