My sore throats are always worse than anyone's.

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible.

Adieu to disappointment and spleen. What are men to rocks and mountains?

If any young men come for Mary or Kitty, send them in, for I am quite at leisure.

Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.