Her eye fell everywhere on lawns and plantations of the freshest green; and the trees, though not fully clothed, were in that delightful state when farther beauty is known to be at hand, and when, while much is actually given to the sight, more yet remains for the imagination.

Marianne was silent; it was impossible for her to say what she did not feel, however trivial the occasion.

Books--oh! no. I am sure we never read the same, or not with the same feelings." "I am sorry you think so; but if that be the case, there can at least be no want of subject. We may compare our different opinions.

She was one of those, who, having, once begun, would be always in love.

One can never have too large a party.

For what do we live, but to make sport by subjecting our neighbors to endless discretionary review for minor additions?

We do not suffer by accident.