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.
Jane AustenIt would be difficult to say which had seen highest perfection in the other, or which had been the happiest: she, in receiving his declarations and proposals, or he in having them accepted.
Jane AustenI have often observed that resignation is never so perfect as when the blessing denied begins to lose somewhat of its value in our eyes.
Jane AustenThe more I see of the world, the more am i dissatisfied with it; and everyday confirms my belief of the inconsistencies of all human.
Jane Austen