Is not poetry the food of love?

Such squeamish youths as cannot bear to be connected with a little absurdity are not worth a regret.

I have never yet known what it was to separate esteem from love

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

How horrible it is to have so many people killed! And what a blessing that one cares for none of them!

Good-humoured, unaffected girls, will not do for a man who has been used to sensible women. They are two distinct orders of being.

How much I love every thing that is decided and open!