Concealment Is The Foe Of

Nothing Is So Delicate As The Reputation Of A Woman; It Is At Once The Most Beautiful And Most Brittle Of All Human Things.

We Relate All Our Afflictions More Frequently Than We Do Our Pleasures.

Misery Is A Guest That We Are Glad To Part With, However Certain Of Her Speedy Return.

To Have Some Account Of My Thoughts, Manners, Acquaintance And Actions, When The Hour Arrives In Which Time Is More Nimble Than Memory, Is The Reason Which Induces Me To Keep A Journal: A Journal In Which I Must Confess My Every Thought, Must Open My Whole Heart!

This Perpetual Round Of Constrained Civilities To Persons Quite Indifferent To Us, Is The Most Provoking And Tiresome Thing In Theworld, But It Is Unavoidable In A Country Town, Where Everybody Is Known.... 'tis A Most Shocking And Unworthy Way Of Spending Our Precious Irrecoverable Time, To Those Who Know Not Its Value.