I knew you would do me good in some way, at some time--I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you.

It did not seem as if a prop were withdrawn, but rather as if a motive were gone: it was not the power to be tranquil which had failed me, but the reason for tranquility was no more.

A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

I am not deceitful: if I were, I should say I loved you; but I declare I do not love you: I dislike you the worst of anybody in the world.

Am I hideous, Jane? Very, sir: you always were, you know.

I'm just going to write because I cannot help it.

Talented people almost always know full well the excellence that is in them.