Jane Austin was a complete and most sensible lady, but a very incomplete and rather insensible (not senseless) woman. If this is heresy, I cannot help it.

Your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you.

I only want an easy mind, sir; not crushed by crowded obligations.

Friends always forget those whom fortune forsakes.

Misery generates hate.

Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.

Unheard-of combinations of circumstances demand unheard-of rules.