It was not in her nature, however, to increase her vexations by dwelling on them. She was confident of having performed her duty, and to fret over unavoidable evils, or augment them by anxiety, was not part of her disposition.

... But he recommended the books which charmed her leisure hours, he encouraged her taste, and corrected her judgment; he made reading useful by talking to her of what she read, and heightened its attraction by judicious praise.

Where love is there is no labor; and if there be labor, that labor is loved.

Beware how you give your heart.

Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience- or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.

Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly.

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