Why should the guiltless tremble so, when the guilty can possess their minds in peace? - Samuel Richardson

Tired of myself longing for what I have not

Mr. Lowther told me just now, that the fault of the gentlemen who have now the care of him, has not been want of skill, but of critical courage, and a too great solicitude to oblige their patient; which, by their own account, had made them forego several opportunities which had offered to assist nature. In short, Sir, said he, your friend knows too much of his own case to be ruled, and too little to qualify him to direct what is to be done, especially as symptoms must have been frequently changing.

Her three brothers preferred her interests to their own. Her father used to call her, The pride of his life; her mother, Her other self; her own Clementina. [CLEMENTINA! — Ah! Lucy, what a pretty name is Clementina!]