Novelty has charms that our mind can hardly withstand. - William Makepeace Thackeray

It was over these few worthless papers that she brooded and brooded. She lived in her past life-every letter seemed to recall some circumstance of it. How well she remembered them all! His looks and tones, his dress, what he said and how-these relics and remembrances of dead affection were all that were left her in the world. And the business of her life, was-to watch the corpse of Love.

They talked about each others’ houses, and characters, and families — just as the Joneses do about the Smiths.

It is impossible, in our condition of society, not to be sometimes a Snob.