I love you. Most ardently.

It will, I believe, be everywhere found, that as the clergy are, or are not what they ought to be, so are the rest of the nation.

Catherine [...] enjoyed her usual happiness with Henry Tilney, listening with sparkling eyes to everything he said; and, in finding him irresistible, becoming so herself.

The Very first moment I beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone.

The ladies here probably exchanged looks which meant, 'Men never know when things are dirty or not;' and the gentlemen perhaps thought each to himself, 'Women will have their little nonsense and needless cares.'

You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to call mine, but which I have never acknowledged.

A woman, especially, if she have the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can.