A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.

Dearest, loveliest Elizabeth! What do I not owe you! You taught me a lesson, hard indeed at first, but most advantageous. By you, I was properly humbled.

Anne hoped she had outlived the age of blushing; but the age of emotion she certainly had not.

A person who can write a long letter with ease, cannot write ill.

Goldsmith tells us, that when lovely woman stoops to folly, she has nothing to do but to die; and when she stoops to be disagreeable, it is equally to be recommended as a clearer of ill-fame.

The wisest and the best of men, nay, the wisest and best of their actions, may be rendered ridiculous by a person whose first object in life is a joke.

I have always maintained the importance of Aunts