Of this she was perfectly unaware; to her he was only the man who had made himself agreeable nowhere, and who had not thought her handsome enough to dance with.

...I will not allow books to prove any thing." "But how shall we prove any thing?" "We never shall.

You men have none of you any hearts.' 'If we have not hearts, we have eyes; and they give us torment enough.

We must not be so ready to fancy ourselves intentionally injured. We must not expect a lively young man to be always so guarded and circumspect. It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us. Women fancy admiration means more than it does.

One can never have too large a party.

It is the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoy it completely.

To be sure you know no actual good of me, but nobody thinks of that when they fall in love.