Indeed, I am very sorry to be right in this instance. I would much rather have been merry than wise.

Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction, and excessive solicitude about it often destroys its own aim.

Fine dancing, I believe like virtue, must be its own reward. Those who are standing by are usually thinking of something very different.

In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

I certainly will not persuade myself to feel more than I do. I am quite enough in love. I should be sorry to be more

It was a delightful visit;-perfect, in being much too short.

What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering?