No- I cannot talk of books in a ballroom; my head is always full of something else.

When I fall in love, it will be forever.

Woe betide him, and her too, when it comes to things of consequence, when they are placed in circumstances requiring fortitude and strength of mind, if she have not resolution enough to resist idle interference ... It is the worst evil of too yielding and indecisive a character, that no influence over it can be depended on. You are never sure of a good impression being durable; everybody may sway it. Let those who would be happy be firm.

Now they were as strangers; nay worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted.

One cannot know what a man really is by the end of a fortnight.

I will not allow it to be more man's nature than woman's to be inconstant.

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