I should infinitely prefer a book.

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

A mind lively and at ease, can do with seeing nothing, and can see nothing that does not answer.

she thought it was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly, were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.

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

You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged; but one word from you will silence me on this subject for ever.

Every moment had its pleasure and its hope.