Now I Must Give One

Oh! Write, Write. Finish It At Once. Let There Be An End Of This Suspense. Fix, Commit, Condemn Yourself.

An Interval Of Meditation, Serious And Grateful, Was The Best Corrective Of Everything Dangerous.

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 ... Shyness Is Only The Effect Of A Sense Of Inferiority In Some Way Or Other. If I Could Persuade Myself That My Manners Were Perfectly Easy And Graceful, I Should Not Be Shy.

That You Seemed Almost As Fearful Of Notice And Praise As Other Women Were Of Neglect. (edmund To Fanny)

Too Many Cooks Spoil The Broth