There are secrets in all families.

They walked on, without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought, and felt, and said, for attention to any other objects.

And we mean to treat you all,' added Lydia, 'but you must lend us the money, for we have just spent ours at the shop out there.

All the privilege I claim for my own sex ... is that of loving longest, when existence or hope is gone.

There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.

A very short trial convinced her that a curricle was the prettiest equipage in the world.

It isn't what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.