I have no reason to believe I am going to be otherwise confined than by my duty; but I, that know my own mind, know that is enough to make me miserable.

I see all the misfortune of marrying where it is impossible to love; I am going to confess a weakness may perhaps add to your contempt of me.

I wanted courage to resist at first the will of my relations; but, as every day added to my fears, those, at last, grew strong enough to make me venture the disobliging them.

A harsh word damps my spirits to a degree of silencing all I have to say.

I knew the folly of my own temper, and took the method of writing to the disposer of me.