You have delighted us long enough.

I love you. Most ardently.

You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to call mine, but which I have never acknowledged.

Everybody has their taste in noises as well as in other matters.

that you seemed almost as fearful of notice and praise as other women were of neglect. (Edmund to Fanny)

There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

Fine dancing, I believe, like virtue, must be its own reward.