Husband, lover, nurse--not one of these, has Robert been to me, but all three together.
I neither regret my marriage, therefore, nor the manner of it, because the manner of it was a necessity of the act.

I thought so at the time, I think so now; and I believe that the world in general will decide (if the world is to be really appealed to) that my opinion upon this subject (after five years) is worth more.
Dearest Mrs.Martin, do write to me.

I keep my thoughts as far as I can from bitter things, and the affectionateness of my dearest sisters is indeed much on the other side.

Also, we are both giddy with the kind attentions pressed on us from every side, from some of the best in England.

It's hard to think at all in such a confusion.