If you had seen my sufferings, you must have valued your own happiness the more, and you might have strengthened me to resist my tyrant, and so have won a sort of peace.

Your misery is an incident which chance may change, but mine is daily and perpetual.

To my husband I am a peg on which to hang his luxury, the sign-post of his ambition, a satisfaction to his vanity.

He has no real affection for me, and no confidence.

Ferdinand is hard and polished as that piece of marble," she continued, striking the chimney-piece.