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

I could not sit seriously down to write a serious Romance under any other motive than to save my life, & if it were indispensable for me to keep it up & never relax into laughing at myself or other people, I am sure I should be hung before I had finished the first chapter. No - I must keep my own style & go on in my own way; and though I may never succeed again in that, I am convinced that I should totally fail in any other.

If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad.

All the privilege I claim for my own sex ... is that of loving longest, when existence or hope is gone.

The longer they were together the more doubtful seemed the nature of his regard, and sometimes for a few painful minutes she believed it to be no more than friendship

With women, the heart argues, not the mind.

We are all fools in love.