Brandon is just the kind of man whom every body speaks well of, and nobody cares about; whom all are delighted to see, and nobody remembers to talk to.

Were I to fall in love, indeed, it would be a different thing! but I never have been in love; it is not my way, or my nature; and I do not think I ever shall.

When I fall in love, it will be forever.

Then it would not be so strong a sense. If it failed to produce equal exertion, it could not be an equal conviction.

...when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.

The stream is as good as at first; the little rubbish it collects in the turnings is easily moved away.

One has not great hopes from Birmingham. I always say there is something direful in the sound.