How horrible it is to have so many people killed! And what a blessing that one cares for none of them!
Jane AustenTo be sure you know no actual good of me, but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love.
Jane Austen[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.
Jane Austen