Such a letter was not to be soon recovered from. . . . Every moment rather brought fresh agitation. It was an overpowering happiness.

The post office has a great charm at one point of our lives. When you have lived to my age, you will begin to think letters are never worth going through the rain for.

They are much to be pitied who have not been given a taste for nature early in life.

Men of sense, whatever you may choose to say, do not want silly wives.

Young ladies should take care of themselves. Young ladies are delicate plants. They should take care of their health and their complexion. My dear, did you change your stockings?

Nay," cried Bingley, "this is too much, to remember at night all the foolish things that were said in the morning.

Perhaps it is our imperfections that make us so perfect for one another.