It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

I am all astonishment.

Told herself likewise not to hope. But it was too late. Hope had already entered.

[I]t is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible.

How she might have felt had there been no Captain Wentworth in the case, was not worth enquiry; for there was a Captain Wentworth: and be the conclusion of the present suspense good or bad, her affection would be his forever. Their union, she believed, could not divide her more from other men, than their final separation.

Facts or opinions which are to pass through the hands of so many, to be misconceived by folly in one, and ignorance in another, can hardly have much truth left.

Did not you? I did for you. But that is one great difference between us. Compliments always take you by surprise, and me never.