The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

I am sure," cried Catherine, "I did not mean to say anything wrong; but it is a nice book, and why should not I call it so?" "Very true," said Henry, "and this is a very nice day, and we are taking a very nice walk, and you are two very nice young ladies. Oh! It is a very nice word indeed! It does for everything. Originally perhaps it was applied only to express neatness, propriety, delicacy, or refinement—people were nice in their dress, in their sentiments, or their choice. But now every commendation on every subject is comprised in that one word.

I certainly will not persuade myself to feel more than I do. I am quite enough in love. I should be sorry to be more

She was convinced that she could have been happy with him, when it was no longer likely they should meet.

Time did not compose her.

I have been meditating on the very great pleasure which a pair of fine eyes in the face of a pretty woman can bestow.

She was sensible and clever, but eager in everything; her sorrows, her joys, could have no moderation.