I Love You. Most Ardently.

I Go Too Long Without Picking Up A Good Book, I Feel Like I've Done Nothing Useful With My Life.

One Has Not Great Hopes From Birmingham. I Always Say There Is Something Direful In The Sound.

It Is Indolence... Indolence And Love Of Ease; A Want Of All Laudable Ambition, Of Taste For Good Company, Or Of Inclination To Take The Trouble Of Being Agreeable, Which Make Men Clergymen. A Clergyman Has Nothing To Do But Be Slovenly And Selfish; Read The Newspaper, Watch The Weather, And Quarrel With His Wife. His Curate Does All The Work And The Business Of His Own Life Is To Dine.

Marianne Was Silent; It Was Impossible For Her To Say What She Did Not Feel, However Trivial The Occasion.

A Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of.