The truth is, that in London it is always a sickly season. Nobody is healthy in London, nobody can be.
Jane AustenMr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves." "You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.
Jane AustenIf a woman conceals her affection with the same skill from the object of it, she may lose the opportunity of fixing him; and it will then be but poor consolation to believe the world equally in the dark. There is so much of gratitude or vanity in almost any attachment, that it is not safe to leave any to itself. We can all begin โfreelyโ- as light preference is natural enough; but there are very few of us who have a heart enough to be really in love without encouragement.
Jane Austen