We met Dr. Hall in such deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead.

Vanity, not love, has been my folly.

But people themselves alter so much, that there is something new to be observed in them for ever.

She tried to explain the real state of the case to her sister. "I do not attempt to deny," said she, "that I think very highly of him--that I greatly esteem, that I like him." Marianne here burst with forth with indignation: "Esteem him! Like him! Cold-hearted Elinor. Oh! worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of being otherwise. Use those words again, and I will leave the room this moment." Elinor could not help laughing. "Excuse me," said she, "and be assured that I meant no offence to you, by speaking, in so quiet a way, of my own feelings.

Provided that nothing like useful knowledge could be gained from them, provided they were all story and no reflection, she had never any objection to books at all.

But to live in ignorance on such a point was impossible.

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its fragrance on the desert air.