You must not judge hastily or vulgarly of Snobs: to do so shows that you are yourself a Snob. - 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.

Novelty has charms that our mind can hardly withstand.

She lived in her past life- these relics and remembrances of dead affection were all that was left her in the world.