You must be the best judge of your own happiness.
No- I cannot talk of books in a ballroom; my head is always full of something else.
Do not give way to useless alarm; though it is right to be prepared for the worst, there is no occasion to look on it as certain.
How can you contrive to write so even?
I am happier than Jane; she only smiles, I laugh. Mr. Darcy sends you all the love in the world, that he can spare from me.
One can never have too large a party.