If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.
She was happy, she knew she was happy, and knew she ought to be happy.
My heart is, and always will be, yours.
It taught me to hope, as I had scarcely ever allowed myself to hope before.
They parted at last with mutual civility, and possibly a mutual desire of never meeting again.
It is particularly incumbent on those who never change their opinion, to be secure of judging properly at first.