Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience- or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.

Always resignation and acceptance. Always prudence and honour and duty. Elinor, where is your heart?

Women are the only correspondents to be depended on.

One cannot know what a man really is by the end of a fortnight.

At first sight, his address is certainly not striking; and his person can hardly be called handsome, till the expression of his eyes, which are uncommonly good, and the general sweetness of his countenance, is perceived.

A man who has nothing to do with his own time has no conscience in his intrusion on that of others.

I have often observed that resignation is never so perfect as when the blessing denied begins to lose somewhat of its value in our eyes.