I was struck all on a heap.

Illiterate him, I say, quite from your memory.

'Tis safest in matrimony to begin with a little aversion.

He is the very pineapple of politeness.

The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands - we should only spoil it by trying to explain it.

My valour is certainly going! - it is sneaking off! - I feel it oozing out as it were at the palms of my hands!

You shall see them on a beautiful quarto page where a neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow of margin.

An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance!