What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering?

She was feeling, thinking, trembling about everything; agitated, happy, miserable, infinitely obliged, absolutely angry.

Her form, though not so correct as her sister's, in having the advantage of height, was more striking; and her face was so lovely, that when in the common cant of praise she was called a beautiful girl, truth was less violently outraged than usually happens.

It is very unfair to judge any body's conduct, without an intimate knowledge of their situation.

Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.

Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then.

One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.