“Sophia shrieked and fainted on the ground – I screamed and instantly ran mad. We remained thus mutually deprived of our senses, some minutes, and on regaining them were deprived of them again. For an Hour and a Quarter did we continue in this unfortunate situation – Sophia fainting every moment and I running mad as often. At length a groan from the hapless Edward (who alone retained any share of life) restored us to ourselves.”
“My beloved Laura” (said she to me a few Hours before she died) “take warning from my unhappy End …Beware of fainting-fits…Beware of swoons, Run mad as often as you chuse; but do not faint—”.”
“Men of sense, whatever you may choose to say, do not want silly wives.”
“Ah! what could we do but what we did! We sighed and fainted on the Sofa.”
“Do not deceive yourself; do not be run away with by gratitude and compassion.”
“To you I shall say, as I have often said before, Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last...”