Faultless In Spite Of All

Is Not Poetry The Food Of Love?

You Deserve A Longer Letter Than This; But It Is My Unhappy Fate Seldom To Treat People So Well As They Deserve.

I Never Wish To Offend, But I Am So Foolishly Shy, That I Often Seem Negligent, When I Am Only Kept Back By My Natural Awkwardness.

One Likes To Hear What Is To Be Going On, To Be Au Fair With The Newest Modes Of Being Trifling And Silly.

Every Impulse Of Feeling Should Be Guided By Reason; And, In My Opinion, Exertion Should Always Be In Proportion To What Is Required.