We all love to instruct, though we can teach only what is not worth knowing.

Lady Middleton ... exerted herself to ask Mr. Palmer if there was any news in the paper. 'No, none at all,' he replied, and read on.

Where shall we see a better daughter, or a kinder sister, or a truer friend?

She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas! Alas! She must confess to herself that she was not wise yet.

I do not know whether it ought to be so, but certainly silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way. Wickedness is always wickedness, but folly is not always folly.

Such a letter was not to be soon recovered from. . . . Every moment rather brought fresh agitation. It was an overpowering happiness.

And to all this she must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading.