In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
Nobody minds having what is too good for them.
We are all fools in love.
There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison
My sore throats are always worse than anyone's.
I cannot make speeches, Emma...If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it.