it is often nothing but our own vanity that decieves us

“To yield readily--easily--to the persuasion of a friend is no merit.... To yiel…”

“she thought it was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by tho…”

“I have no talent for certainty.”

“If he had any compassion for me' cried her husband impatiently 'he would not ha…”