She looked back as well as she could; but it was all confusion. She had taken up the idea, she supposed and made everything bend to it.
Jane AustenOne cannot fix one's eyes on the commonest natural production without finding food for a rambling fancy.
Jane AustenOh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!
Jane Austen