I think him every thing that is worthy and amiable.

Now I must give one smirk and then we may be rational again

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

It is the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoy it completely.

But there was happiness elsewhere which no description can reach.

She was heartily ashamed of her ignorance - a misplaced shame. Where people wish to attach, they should always be ignorant. To come with a well−informed mind is to come with an inability of administering to the vanity of others, which a sensible person would always wish to avoid. A woman especially, if she have the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can.

I have had to contend against the unkindness of his sister, and the insolence of his mother; and have suffered the punishment of an attachment, without enjoying its advantages.