You must be the best judge of your own happiness.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

I never could be so happy as you. Till I have your disposition, your goodness, I never can have your happiness.

Not keep a journal! How are your absent cousins to understand the tenor of your life in Bath without one? How are the civilities and compliments of every day to be related as they ought to be, unless noted down every evening in a journal? How are your various dresses to be remembered, and the particular state of your complexion, and curl of your hair to be described in all their diversities, without having constant recourse to a journal?

A very narrow income has a tendency to contract the mind, and sour the temper. Those who can barely live, and who live perforce in a very small, and generally very inferior, society, may well be illiberal and cross.

Faultless in spite of all her faults.

“I often think,” said she, “that there is nothing so bad as parting with one's friends. One seems so forlorn without them.”