Marry me. Marry me, my wonderful, darling friend.

I come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is and always will be yours.

She looked back as well as she could; but it was all confusion. She had taken up the idea, she supposed and made everything bend to it.

But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea.

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

I am no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder now at your knowing any.

Oh, Lizzy! do anything rather than marry without affection.