[Mrs. Allen was] never satisfied with the day unless she spent the chief of it by the side of Mrs. Thorpe, in what they called conversation, but in which there was scarcely ever any exchange of opinion, and not often any resemblance of subject, for Mrs. Thorpe talked chiefly of her children, and Mrs. Allen of her gowns.

The world may know my words, but it has no such privileges with my heart

The distance is nothing when one has a motive.

Money can only give happiness where there is nothing else to give it.

I go too long without picking up a good book, I feel like I've done nothing useful with my life.

Respect for right conduct is felt by every body.

Is there not something wanted, Miss Price, in our language - a something between compliments and - and love - to suit the sort of friendly acquaintance we have had together?