A Person Who Can Write

Oh! I Am Delighted With The Book! I Should Like To Spend My Whole Life In Reading It.

A Mind Lively And At Ease, Can Do With Seeing Nothing, And Can See Nothing That Does Not Answer.

If I Could But Know His Heart, Everything Would Become Easy.

In A Letter From Bath To Her Sister, Cassandra, One Senses Her Frustration At Her Sheltered Existence, Tuesday, 12 May 1801. Another Stupid Party . . . With Six People To Look On, And Talk Nonsense To Each Other.

His Feelings Are Warm, But I Can Imagine Them Rather Changeable.