Catherine [...] enjoyed her usual happiness with Henry Tilney, listening with sparkling eyes to everything he said; and, in finding him irresistible, becoming so herself.
Jane AustenWell, my comfort is, I am sure Jane will die of a broken heart, and then he will be sorry for what he has done.
Jane AustenWere I to fall in love, indeed, it would be a different thing! but I never have been in love; it is not my way, or my nature; and I do not think I ever shall.
Jane Austen