If you are unhappy, come to me, and I will love you as men cannot love." Then vows passed between them, for a singular tie bound these two women; and then the actress showed a part at least of her sore heart to her new sister; and that sister was surprised and grieved, and pitied her truly and deeply, and they wept on each other's neck; and at last they were fain to part.

They parted; and true it was, they never met again in this world.

They parted in sorrow; but when they meet again, it shall be with joy.
Women are generally such faithless, unscrupulous and pitiless humbugs in their dealings with their own sex--which, whatever they may say, they despise at heart--that I am happy to be able to say, Mrs.Vane proved true as steel.

She was a noble-minded, simple-minded creature; she was also a constant creature.

Constancy is a rare, a beautiful, a godlike virtue.
Four times every year she wrote a long letter to Mrs.Woffington; and twice a year, in the cold weather, she sent her a hamper of country delicacies that would have victualed a small garrison.