Will you marry me, vile and abominable girl that you are? Yes, but, mind, it only to save my neck from being wrung!

There is nothing so mortifying as to fall in love with someone who does not share one's sentiments.

How very awkward places we do choose in which to propose to one another!' remarked Mr. Beaumaris

His Grace was at her side, and lifted her down from the chair. "My enfant," he said , "duchesses do not dance on chairs, nor do they call their brothers 'imbécile'." Léonie's twinkled irrepressibly. "I do," she said firmly.

[...]my memory is reasonably good—unlike yours, dear sir!” “Mine is erratic,” he said imperturbably. “I remember only what interests me.

I liked that young man, did not you? There was something particularly pleasing about his manners, which I thought very easy and frank. He has an air of honest manliness, too, which, in these days of fribbles and counter-coxcombs, I own I find refreshing!

As soon as one promises not to do something, it becomes the one thing above all others that one most wishes to do.