Clarissa Harlowe

Tuesday, May 23
It is a long lane that has no turning.

-- Do not despise me for my proverbs -- you know I was always fond of them; and if you had been so too, it would have been the better for you, let me tell you. I dare swear, the fine lady you are so likely to be soon happy with, will be far from despising them; for I am told, that she writes well, and that all her letters are full of sentences. God convert you! for nobody but he and this lady can.