How I wish I lived in a Jane Austen novel!
I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.
There is something revolting about the way girls' minds so often jump to marriage long before they jump to love.
We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.
So many of the loveliest things in England are melancholy.
...I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.