Whom are you going to dance with?' asked Mr. Knightley. She hesitated a moment and then replied, 'With you, if you will ask me.' Will you?' said he, offering his hand. Indeed I will. You have shown that you can dance, and you know we are not really so much brother and sister as to make it at all improper.' Brother and sister! no, indeed.

Fine dancing, I believe like virtue, must be its own reward. Those who are standing by are usually thinking of something very different.

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.

And you are never to stir out of doors till you can prove that you have spent ten minutes of every day in a rational manner.

A lucky guess is never merely luck. There is always some talent in it.

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

To you I shall say, as I have often said before, Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last.