I am not romantic, you know; I never was.

Too many cooks spoil the broth

And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody." "And yours," he replied with a smile, "is willfully to misunderstand them.

Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then. It is something to think of, and gives her a sort of distinction among her companions

Could there be finer symptoms? Is not general incivility the very essence of love?

There was no being displeased with such an encourager, for his admiration made him discern a likeness before it was possible.

I never wish to offend, but I am so foolishly shy, that I often seem negligent, when I am only kept back by my natural awkwardness ... Shyness is only the effect of a sense of inferiority in some way or other. If I could persuade myself that my manners were perfectly easy and graceful, I should not be shy.