Marriage is indeed a maneuvering business.

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

Where the heart is really attached, I know very well how little one can be pleased with the attention of any body else.

Upon the whole, therefore, she found what had been sometimes found before, that an event to which she had looked forward with impatient desire, did not, in taking place, bring all the satisfaction she had promised herself.

Oh!” said she, “I heard you before, but I could not immediately determine what to say in reply. You wanted me, I know, to say ‘Yes,’ that you might have the pleasure of despising my taste; but I always delight in overthrowing those kind of schemes, and cheating a person of their premeditated contempt. I have, therefore made up my mind to tell you, that I do not want to dance a reel at all--and now despise me if you dare.” “Indeed I do not dare.

An egg boiled very soft is not unwholesome.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.