And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Human nature is so well disposed towards those who are in interesting situations, that a young person, who either marries or dies, is sure of being kindly spoken of.

She felt that she could so much more depend upon the sincerity of those who sometimes looked or said a careless or a hasty thing, than of those whose presence of mind never varied, whose tongue never slipped.

His feelings are warm, but I can imagine them rather changeable.

I have never yet found that the advice of a Sister could prevent a young Man's being in love if he chose it.

Which of all my important nothings shall I tell you first?

I am afraid that the pleasantness of an employment does not always evince its propriety.