I assure you. I have no notion of treating men with such respect. That is the way to spoil them.

Maybe it’s that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offenses against me. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.

A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.

To yield readily--easily--to the persuasion of a friend is no merit.... To yield without conviction is no compliment to the understanding of either.

Nothing amuses me more than the easy manner with which everybody settles the abundance of those who have a great deal less than themselves.

We are all fools in love.

Yes, I found myself, by insensible degrees, sincerely fond of her; and the happiest hours of my life were what I spent with her.